The Descent. {poetry}
The descent was not an inferno
Or a sordid pit of corruption or a blazing chasm of hell;
It was a portal
to my highest state of being.
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Confessions of an Ex-Man-Hater.
When I chose to not be a man-hater, I suddenly became very sensitive to when other women do it. I quickly realized it is a common choice for many.
The Old Warrior. {poetry}
I hadn't seen myself as a warrior
fighting and struggling with weapons in my hands,
defending the borders of my kingdom,
and with just one goal…
… to achieve peace,
and living on the truth and the hope that all battles
and wars come to an end.