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she chooses to remain beautiful,
although life has scarred her so horrifically inside...

...a phenomenal woman she is ❤
This is a post originally written by Sicelo Reginald Kubheka.
...and on the days when no words seem to find their way to you,
may your silence be the warm hug that you need.
Sometimes a fall
is the universe's way of telling you
that you aren't grounding yourself enough,
that all you need
is to centre yourself
against the earth
in order for a balance
to find its way to you.

Often,
we put up the worst fights
when we fall,
simply because
we assume it is belittling,
and
in rushing to get back on our feet,
we miss the lessons
of the significance behind that fall...

Time is often most telling
in the most unorthodox ways,
so when you fall,
allow your rise to be at a pace
where you know that
your feet will help you stand firm.
writing can sometimes be a curse,
as much as it is a gift
it is beautiful to move people with your words,
it can also be quite devastating
when you can't even string words together
in order to bring comfort to a heart that is breaking
right before your eyes

:'(
Anything that does not promise any progress,
be it in the long run or short term,
is really not worth my time.
The value of time is too immeasurable
for it to be wasted on
anything.
Life is lived to it's fullest,
When you can still *FEEL
You can find yourself so far,
even with the smallest thing...

Just listen to the communications of the universe.

They convey messages all around you,
just find your balance...
and you'll be alright!
life is a journey with an unknown destination,
this isn't role play,
there is NO script to this!!
sometimes,
it is leaving our words unspoken
that has our throats feeling choked,
it is at this point in time
when setting your words free
may be the only means
to setting yourself
free
sometimes you need to break down to pieces,
in order to feel whole again...
I became more quiet about my life
and I started enjoying it more...
You might never know the pain
That comes with
Waiting for love...
You might NEVER even find.
The patience on love can make one grow really weary, but it is not for the faint-hearted because of this reason.
Our bodies repeat
the rhythm of the moon
An extract from Paulo Coehlo's "By The River Piedra I Sat And Wept"
I have too many words in my head,
if I don't write them down,
I lose a piece of myself....
forever.
Sometimes writing is better than talking.
When a person reads what you're 'saying',
they can paint a picture of your words for themselves.

An interpretation that is tailor-made by each individual,
As opposed to utterances that can easily fall on deaf ears.
When the mind is too conflicted,
A war between pen and paper shall suffice

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