Month: September 2017

Elements Of Emancipation

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To see everyone for whom they are To understand No matter how strange That some women’s lives Are like this To know that Men have feelings, too They are not Androids From Mars To understand No matter what anyone expects That sometimes Things simply are Right or wrong To go your way Walk your truth Swim up or down the stream Dance your own dance Sing your own song This way you will connect With […]

Transient

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Flux A green tree dotted with gold and red Rain Sun Mist The wind picks up more gold and read dots Crows Rainbows More wind A kite sails high above my head Mushrooms Soil Moss Every day A different scene Transient Becoming Changing September

Translating Reality

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You live in a hostile world There are monsters everywhere Trust no one! Your peaceful you seeks solace Even in company Your angry you A tornado of defense and attack In the aftermath You don’t remember Blurred lines Blurred pictures No emotions He said, she said ‘Actually that’s not what happened.’ I translate The skewed reality Into something less hostile I put bridles on the monsters Then one day Your peaceful you Your angry you […]

With Heart, Mind, and Soul

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So it took me a year and a half to find the right name for this blog. I have experimented with a couple of more or less cheesy versions. Only now I realised that all I needed was a prayer. The name ‘With Heart, Mind, and Soul’ stems from the beginning of a prayer, I use when asking for guidance: So I stand before thee with pure heart, pure mind, and pure soul. This is […]

Not good enough

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It is not good enough To talk behind a back As a mechanism to prop someone else up And maybe hide that you don’t actually know What the back was about It is not good enough To smile to a face But then turn around and with a grotesque visage Spew words of meanness Never actually having seen the face It is not good enough Not to look Not to listen It is not good […]

he-said-she-said

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A vile game to play In a bid for power He-said-she-said Not as fun as ‘Simon says’ The rules: Anger Backhanded Criticism Distortion, drama Effervescing egos Falsehood Grief, gloom, grovelling, grudges Hurt feelings, or hate Ire Jealousy Killjoy—literally Loneliness Malicious Neglect Odious Personal Quacking Regret Sorrow Trauma Ulcerous unpleasantness Vicious Worry Xenophobic Yuk! An over-zealous game to play He-said-she-said A drama-llama show With fallout The llamas don’t know

How ugly is sin?

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I read an article today with the title Meanness is Contagious. The title is slightly misleading, the research has actually identified that emotions are contagious–any emotions. Some years back, when I left a contract job and went to the big office to say my good byes, one of the colleagues (with whom I never exchanged more than greetings) was visibly sad, and said that every day when I came in I would bring the sun. […]