“All women dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous women, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes, to make them possible.” – T.E Lawrence
You can give them more than You can afford to, and and some people will still look at you like a poor man. Because you hold the door open, some people will mistake you for the door man. Hold them in the highest regard, they’ll still do what want to you regardless… give them yourContinue reading “Cynosure in distress”
I’m sorry if my intelligence caught you by surprise I’m sorry if I shined a little too bright for your eyes. I’m sorry if my confidence brought out all your insecurities I’m sorry that pleasing you is no Longer my priority I’m sorry if my face and my outfit are intimidating. I’m sorry I stoodContinue reading “Development”
Nothing But a hard floor to lie on Nothing but a cold shoulder to cry on Nothing But a glimmer of hope Nothing But another way to cope Nothing but another rung on a ladder made of rope Strung along by nothing. Nothing left to lose Nothing left to prove Everything is really nothing atContinue reading “Attached”
“Life is often interpreted as a battle, I think making it analogous to a dance is a more fitting metaphor. When you dance you don’t dance toward a specific point in the room, you just dance… yet we often live as if the entirety of our lives would be meaning without us reaching a certainContinue reading “A dance in the garden”
It is within the same space we all reside. No matter, how much space, the universe has no outside. Sensitive dependence, all causes are affected, karmically protected, butterfly effected, interdependent and interconnected… Those fences you build in self defence, they’re just another thing we share. You breath out. I breath in. The same air
If you ever look at sand under a microscope, you’ll come to realize that those uniform grains we take for granted, are all all diverse and uniquely beautiful. we are constantly walking on an art gallery.
We as human beings, all have a choice. we can chose to compete with the beauty and power we see in others, or we can chose to celebrate it