Being a slave to the conclave of burdens that weigh – but not applicable to pounds or ounces – but are heavy nonetheless. Copyright © 2016 ShunPwrites. All Rights Reserved
Category Archives: soliloquies
The keys to the path
Embarking on a path of sympathy without fortifying ourselves with empathy, is tantamount to having the key to the bottom lock while forgetting the key to the top. And… Expressing dismay – that you’re still out in the cold because the door has the audacity not to budge. Copyright © 2015 ShunPwrites. All Rights Reserved
Reflection’s eloquence
The eloquence of sorrow – saturates like rain – those tears that stain – implements that maim. The admirable fortitude indefatigably so – when we are low we know that sorrow cannot be tamed.
Passing on the present
A distaste for the present is often mirrored by the flippant disrespect that we show to the lessons painted on the pastel of history.
The spirit told me…
This morning I sat on the edge of the bed and prattled off a laundry list of wants – Topping the list was: ■ $67.2 million dollars ■ A domicile in a tropical location I exhaled deeply and looked towards the ceiling. Making sure to direct my entreaties to the Almighty for acceptance, after aContinue reading “The spirit told me…”
Searching for the “Why”.
I took a long walk in hopes of clearing the cobwebs and escaping the fog of uncertainty that has enveloped me as of late. When I walk, I walk earnestly, searching for God’s face. I’ve felt adrift as of late and found myself wondering… I sat here and wondered – Why? “Why am I here”Continue reading “Searching for the “Why”.”
No, history isn’t a pretty face.
History is a bad word, because history is ugly. Preferring to sanitize or ignore it, is tantamount to self-hatred. But. Sadly we express dismay when we repeat our misteps. If only history were beautiful and serene… Strangely enough, if we were to procure the lessons to be had from history, that in itself would beContinue reading “No, history isn’t a pretty face.”
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