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Hope. Joy.. Feelings cloaked as words.

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How to Build Momentum

Falling down in life is inevitable and the chances of people getting up are never on the bright side. Life is never a bed of roses and we should never underestimate the repercussions of losing momentum completely. If we were... Continue Reading →

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psychedelic

Losing my everything, I was sunk into an endless loop drowning deeper into my loss. I could barely get a hold of myself, even my very breath, all of those were secondary. She left me because of who I was... Continue Reading →

Like A Child

Inquisitiveness basked the field in the evening when the russet crimson contoured across the skies as well as the grass where two little children were frolicking in their imaginative world. They were innocent, younger than most of us, chasing each... Continue Reading →

love so simple

The somnolent gaze of the moon peeked through the window panes of the dimly lit living room where I sprawled across the sofa, lying lazily after a routine schedule of work. Jane was not home yet. Thousands of possibilities shot... Continue Reading →

Am I Desperate Enough?

Time and tide wait for no man, in just a blink of an eye, 14 days had past and I am still the old me at times when my attention slip out of my sight. I have a desire to... Continue Reading →

2019, REACH!

2018 was a fruitless yet fruitful year, a year where I went through the depths of hell and came back up unscathed, resurrected with a new-found message from God- reach. Here rests the past of 2018, an unforgettable lesson, dreaded... Continue Reading →

I WANT TO RUN!

Running has been in my blood for a long time. Ever since I was in my early high school years, I ran besides of playing football because I needed some way to increase my stamina. I had a lot of... Continue Reading →

Black Box #finale

Days, weeks, months passed. The void that I was living in was simply too good to be true, I could not even imagine what it was like outside, anymore. I just wanted to rest on my laurels, wait for things... Continue Reading →

re: hope #29

the thin gossamer thread that i held on for years it has not snapped nor has it torn apart, it remained stout, sturdy and solid. Through the depths hell, Over the nine mountains and eight seas, There is nothing That... Continue Reading →

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