Silence. {poetry}
And those are the times when I wish I could just inconspicuously fade to black. If for nothing else than to just sit in darkness and quietude... silence.
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Women, We Are on the Precipice of a New Paradigm: Keep the Fire Burning.
I find it darkly ironic that the very terminology that symbolizes epic female persecution now might be used against a movement for women.
The Ways I Let Your Silence Keep Me Quiet.
Beware of his silence. It’s a warning. First his words leave the room, shortly after, he will too. There’s no space for you in his silence.
An Open Letter to All of the Beautiful People with Scars like Mine.
I have learned that my scars, both internal and external, are not something to be ashamed of. My scars are proof that I survived.
Why ‘Fuck You’ Is Just as Spiritual as Peace and Love.
I reached my threshold of silent witnessing. I could feel my voice open up. Instinctively came my roaring defender and protector, saying: Fuck you for not acting with integrity. Fuck you for not taking responsibility. Fuck you for hurting me. Fuck you for manipulating me. Fuck you for not being ...
Sid and His Five Ascetic Friends. {fiction}
A single raindrop plops into the dark water. Sid isn’t Sid anymore. The moon sets, and Sid lifts his eyes. Venus, the Morning Star, a brilliant flickering ember racing toward the horizon. Speechless, the mystery decloaks and stands naked in the mirror; his question has been answered.
I Can Love You Better Now.
I wanted to be close to you. I wanted to inhale your exhale. I wanted to see my reflection in your eyes. I wanted to be rattled by the vibration of your laugh. I wanted to be awakened by the rumble of your snore. But the cavernous space between us was filled with too many tries and apologies. ...
A Failed Meditation on Silence.
I had intentionally chosen my home and lifestyle to get away from what I believed to be a materialist society that would have me chained to a desk in debtor’s prison. Unwittingly, I had also chosen a soundtrack that infiltrated my subconscious and impeded the enjoyment of my home and the ...
Why the Self-Help Industry Is Not Changing the World.
Whose freedom gets taken away so that you can experience a liberated life? Who suffers so that you can practice self-care? If you're free and others aren't, are you really free? What is freedom if only a few have access to it?
Rest in Your Rage & Grow from Your Anger.
Words said in rage definitely appear to cut the deepest. And they are excruciatingly difficult to forget, and they can't be taken back. So know when to choose silence. You must recognize, understand and appreciate the weight of your words.