We are at the edge of evolution.
The first wave that embraces all previous stages.
Accept your divine pride.
Where ever you are on the spiritual ladder.

⚡️🌧🍁🍂🎄

July was a sweet surprise...half way into August, and the
next fifteen days...proved to be a ghost month....its days,
painted with somber colors, and difficult times, the hours
moved slowest, the sun hesitated to shine this September.
October is uncertain.....definitely, apple pie and cinnamon
scented winds will blow.....November's cheers shall segue
into the last thirty one days of the year....December is the
busiest month, a perfect time to put on hold, sadness and
pain...a frail, fragile joy, dormant as a Rose bush in winter,
shall rest, to breathe again, to bloom again in early Spring.




Sally

Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
September 19, 2020

Militance of an old construct
Ethnic-centric pathology‘s
You, yes you
Stand still or die!

Hands where we can see them
Drop it, on your knees
Hands behind ya!!

It appears you have unpaid fines
Sorry we had to shoot you
We thought you were reaching for a weapon.