Category: MY PERSPECTIVE | MY STORIES

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It’s Painful and Lonely | It’s Worth It

A man is sitting across from me, shaken and fearful. He wants to ask me a question, but he is afraid of what my answer will be; he is worried there will be no magic in my words. I assure him I will give him the answer that was once given to me, and I am neither fearful nor shaken. I ask him why he came … Read More It’s Painful and Lonely | It’s Worth It

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Beauty and Terror

I took one last look into your bedroom, my eyes filled with life, and turned away. The weakness of human design effortlessly revealed by nature, dissolving structure and breath in a matter of moments. Dogs barked in the alley and neighbors rushed to the scene as smoke settled among us. I remained still, unmoved – shattered. My tears, black from smoke and ash, painted … Read More Beauty and Terror

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H | 22 & 3

Sir, Great moments in one’s life happen when one has given up desire, settled for whatever outcome may pass. If one hopes to inspire he does not try to inspire, he just is. And that was you; you were just you. And within this transformation, you became an inspiration, a teacher, and most importantly an example of how a good person ought to live … Read More H | 22 & 3

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Native

Being rocked back and forth on the D train, I lay my head back and breathe. Images of fingers wet, soaked in water and blood, fingers snapping and slipping making inaudible sounds. This is my meditation; lands forged by rough hands and sweat. Cities built by no personality, no discernible political mind, just with these hands, bloodied and slipping but still creating the peaks … Read More Native

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Death of a relationship | Continue

If I should be brought before you And am asked to skim the trees To recollect my fondest thoughts Amid a wasteland of memories I should dig deep the shallow trenches I will seek out every eye For my past bear’s strong resemblance To the ones I stand before And I will know a soft resistance As I push off from the shore I … Read More Death of a relationship | Continue

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Sometimes the blues are just a passing bird

At times we will find ourselves discontent, irritable, and generally just blue. The feeling may seem to have come out of nowhere, leaving you confused and a little on edge. It can be scary, at times overwhelming, and downright lonely. During these moments we rely on our mind, asking ourselves questions and using our best tool to make sense of this dreary feeling. We … Read More Sometimes the blues are just a passing bird

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ANTICIPATE THE BRIGHTNESS

More often than not I choose to view difficulties in life as an opportunity for growth. Throughout the struggle, I am in a state of anticipation, knowing that the fight cannot exist forever unless I resign myself to hopelessness, which is an option. It should be noted that hopelessness is only a part of our ‘negative faith’ and lies in our neurosis. Neurosis is, … Read More ANTICIPATE THE BRIGHTNESS

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THE GRASS

I fight each day to be a meaningful person. I do not wish to take from anyone, only give the small amount within myself. The point of life is to be useful. The hope in death is that I’ve given all of myself to the world so that there is nothing left to miss. This path is often a lonely one – the world … Read More THE GRASS

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BETWEEN YOU AND ME

I WAS YOUNG AND I WAS A LOVER OF ALL THINGS OBSCURE AND UNFIT FOR THE WORLD MY EYES LONGING AT ONCE TO CAPTURE WHAT MAKES A MAN AND WHO TAKES THE PEARL ONLY THREE-YEARS OF AGE YET I RECALL NATURE IT BECKONED OUR EVERY MOVE THROUGHOUT THE LAND HIS EYES FOCUSED ON HIS HANDS AND HIS HORSE MINE FIXED ON THE ARM OF THIS MAN  WE … Read More BETWEEN YOU AND ME

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EVERYTHING IN ITS RIGHT PLACE

I think in many ways that even though the pages of our future are still blank, even though we are still confounded by the unending choices we make that will forever decide our future, even with all of this uncertainty, the pages of our future seem to be written in invisible ink. It’s as if the pages shudder and grow restless under the weight … Read More EVERYTHING IN ITS RIGHT PLACE

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MY HEART

“There are two things children should get from their parents: roots and wings.” — Johann Wolfgang von Goethe I don’t deserve to have the mother I do. I don’t mean that in a self-deprecating way; Rather I find my mother to be such a rarity that it doesn’t seem fair to others that I ended up with her as my mother. Such is life … Read More MY HEART

Bravery is Bold | Boldness has Genius

I have documented my mental illness well here on my blog – this little blog I started on an airplane while trying to distract myself from yet another crippling panic attack. I began writing because for most of my life I have felt alone and I needed to connect with people. Throughout my life, I have battled night terrors, nightmares, suicidal thoughts, panic attacks, … Read More Bravery is Bold | Boldness has Genius

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