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Flowers bloom bees fly in, attaching pollen to their limbs. Bees fly out, pollen, spread about. Fields of sorrow in which they sow, my final line, time to grow.
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7d ago
May 27, 2026 at 2:50 PM UTC
Germinate
Who are you? When no one is watching. When you are ...in pain ...in dark ...in distress Who are you? When you don't hold the name And don't have any status When you don't have any voice When you are not your body. Or the face Who are you? Of all that is there Who are you? When you are in a new space And no one knows you And you are a new you When you are not you Who are you? For me You are the Evolving Masterpiece Who you want to be Nothing less
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Mar 24
Mar 24, 2026 at 3:34 AM UTC
Parallel Reality
The traveller walked the path The journey was timeless Every moment attended Let us give enough credit for How far we’ve come…… And one day you’ll not wait The sun to rise from the east Like yesteryear It rises inside you Feel the pain, that refine you Lose everything that can be lost To find what can’t be lost Life has so much more to offer Feel the mood Feel the emotions Feel the presence Feel it fully Fill what is empty And empty what is full Keep it fluid Always fluid Rest all are perspectives And listen The show gets claps The service gets complaints Acknowledge that
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Jan 4
Jan 4, 2026 at 2:59 AM UTC
Ceremony
The worst they can say is no The worst that can happen is I'm wrong The worst that can happen, isn't the worst at all The world will still turn, the sun will still shine, the moon will still listen when I'm not feeling fine I can move on or learn something new, I don't have to fear the unknown, I can be me- not what's wanted from you
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Jun 16, 2025
Jun 16, 2025 at 4:31 PM UTC
New Mantras
It’s a subtle shift, yet it holds great power, Turning a seed of thought into a blooming flower. Change the lens through which you view, And watch life take on a hue anew.
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Jan 9, 2025
Jan 9, 2025 at 3:18 AM UTC
To change
We are in a new age, not everyone coming together, Under One, but everyone coming together, As One.
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Jun 17, 2023
Jun 17, 2023 at 2:10 AM UTC
New Age
girl in your salty apparition drastic ammunition posed for the dreary mood of the camera screaming slurs on television withheld by the standards of creation poor girl the daughter of society’s atrocities you have synchronized heart failure with the darkness the desert sand engulfs you it transports you into the hyperbolic grasp of reality girl and your insatiable hunger to be bigger than the swords that chop off your limbs you are the choices you make you are the friends you make you are the opportunities you take you are the you that you are terrified of the you that shines with red blood dripping from her fangs the you that violates the system the you that ingests chemicals so she can feel whole the you that has been burned to the ground girl in the danger zone that is your lungs your venomous victimhood encroaches on your meaning to exist yet in spite of your crestfallen volition you can divorce the misnomers you can transform into a creature that looms over your sorrow and pecks away at its core girl in the heart, mind, body, and flesh be the force of nature you couldn’t stomp out be the ammunition that locks and loads and explodes stop the premonition of an incoming battle lock your jaw and connect the fragments of your stricken language yet don’t harden the hit on the clambering back of the man who keeps all of his power locked in a lockbox don’t form a coalition and strike his shoulder with bleached eyelids alike colluded soldiers following orders     girl with your soggy teardrops it will all be over and the summer will hold you with both of its arms and you will embrace not shortly, for a long period of time and you 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 know love and you 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 be acknowledged and you 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 be reborn from the ashes phoenix, though the trees will topple onto your highways and the stars might seem light years away you’ll get there someday and when you do i will withhold you in the ecstatic standards of creation you 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 abandon the reprises you 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 sing in the opera you 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 adopt a new method and divest the old screeching with indignation your shaky hand will greet another and you 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 fall in love either with the affairs of your unkept emotions or with a kind individual who promises you stability be freed from your chains and set off into the horizon the you that you are rose from the ashes you are the you that you always were
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Feb 17, 2023
Feb 17, 2023 at 4:04 PM UTC
to the outcast girl who may or may not be an illusion
girl in your salty apparition drastic ammunition posed for the dreary mood of the camera screaming slurs on television withheld by the standards of creation poor girl the daughter of society’s atrocities you have synchronized heart failure with the darkness the desert sand engulfs you it transports you into the hyperbolic grasp of reality girl and your insatiable hunger to be bigger than the swords that chop off your limbs you are the choices you make you are the friends you make you are the opportunities you take you are the you that you are terrified of the you that shines with red blood dripping from her fangs the you that violates the system the you that ingests chemicals so she can feel whole the you that has been burned to the ground girl in the danger zone that is your lungs your venomous victimhood encroaches on your meaning to exist yet in spite of your crestfallen volition you can divorce the misnomers you can transform into a creature that looms over your sorrow and pecks away at its core girl in the heart, mind, body, and flesh be the force of nature you couldn’t stomp out be the ammunition that locks and loads and explodes stop the premonition of an incoming battle lock your jaw and connect the fragments of your stricken language yet don’t harden the hit on the clambering back of the man who keeps all of his power locked in a lockbox don’t form a coalition and strike his shoulder with bleached eyelids alike colluded soldiers following orders     girl with your soggy teardrops it will all be over and the summer will hold you with both of its arms and you will embrace not shortly, for a long period of time and you 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 know love and you 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 be acknowledged and you 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 be reborn from the ashes phoenix, though the trees will topple onto your highways and the stars might seem light years away you’ll get there someday and when you do i will withhold you in the ecstatic standards of creation you 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 abandon the reprises you 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 sing in the opera you 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 adopt a new method and divest the old screeching with indignation your shaky hand will greet another and you 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 fall in love either with the affairs of your unkept emotions or with a kind individual who promises you stability be freed from your chains and set off into the horizon the you that you are rose from the ashes you are the you that you always were
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Teacher asked a reserved student "What do you want to be?" He replied, "Alive" Just alive
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Feb 6, 2023
Feb 6, 2023 at 7:27 PM UTC
Resource
Every time You look Into the mirror You will traverse as An evolving mystery Own that Else look again
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Nov 3, 2022
Nov 3, 2022 at 7:45 AM UTC
Remarks
If only you could see, See that I was hurting. Hurting on the inside, Inside of me is broken. Broken from the past, Past issues not recognized. Recognize the monsters, Monsters that are controlling. Controlling my very own emotions, Emotions that are evolving. Evolving into a revolution, Revolution of my freedom. Freedom to change, Change who I am. Am I visible now?
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Feb 1, 2022
Feb 1, 2022 at 11:24 PM UTC
Invisible
We are polar opposites you grow towards the sun, i towards the moon yet i feel, we were made to love each other
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Sep 18, 2021
Sep 18, 2021 at 5:53 PM UTC
evol.ve
... Transformation, to be transformed To fly, to the wings that soared, My dreary genesis, To the radiant prism, O dear Iris Fly, Fly my butterfly Sparkle, luster, let the light come by. Grown and free. The vision of beauty, sending love letters to thee.
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Sep 12, 2021
Sep 12, 2021 at 2:06 AM UTC
Metamorphia
Why from singularity to universe across fourteen billion years? Then give me just but these sixty in the company of countless tears? Why is it I am here to witness, the wonder of universal things? Only to know I will never know, what cosmic evolution finally brings? Why am I born to a species, that seeks to know all it can? But then given such small a window, I can never hope to see all it's plan? Why evolve a sentient intelligence, that looks far beyond Earth's ground? To give each only such a short lifespan, where all the answers can't be found? Why congeal my eternal dust this way, and then evolve me to conscious thought? Where universe and evolution continues on, my consciousness given time oh so short? Why since the creation of all things, has evolution had need of so many years? Without simple insights and more answers, to give rise of hope for a life of fewer tears? Why the bindings of science and physics, that dictate all that comes and goes? Where time and space and matter, are given restriction and order to their flows? Why give me the power to think and question, in this section of space and time oh so small? Where rational thought must finally conclude, humankind has no significance in the plan at all.
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Aug 22, 2021
Aug 22, 2021 at 9:53 AM UTC
Let There Be Light
An old boy's philosophy, ambles up arrow in one hand, strung bow in the other… Aim at nothing, you cannot miss. I watch this idea, nothing more, no thing, a thought… nock the shaft, draw back the bow, but not as I expected, not as I saw ahead, not aiming at the skies, outmost limit… no, this arrow aimed at me. Or was it you? Mustabin you, or nothing, as intended, I was aiming at nothing, to prove I could still hit it as easily as once, when I was young, and at the brink… of next, laughing
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Mar 20, 2021
Mar 20, 2021 at 3:11 PM UTC
and at the brink... of next, laughing
In my own mind, imperfect, refined too adapt and overcome fear evolve far beyond, change and respond as grasping for straws, shedding tears Harmony fails, for mythical tails believing beyond any doubt steel in my will, ground in the mill screaming "ESCAPE, let me out!" How did I fare, did I love, did I care? becoming something abhorred mental expand, excelling demand too wander my soul wanting more
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Mar 2, 2021
Mar 2, 2021 at 9:16 PM UTC
However to become, more than me
Are children smarter? They often are enrolled in laughter. Are babies geniuses? They smile when they see different faces. So is it smart to be joyful? And stupid to be down and dull? I like to believe so. That we are sad when we need to be and let go. Then, grow out of our mistakes and learn to walk. We will make many mistakes before we can fluently talk. It's not wrong to be wrong. It might take us very long... But eventually, we will run and not stroll. We will easily be able to climb to any goal. Just don't expect to run before you can stand. Don't think you can draw when you've an inexperienced hand. We must learn with the years. Not always with laughter, but also tears. We have been given more than a day... To walk all this way. Stand up when you fall. When you can't, reach out or call. People want to help, many do. But we have all been lied to... We have become so suspicious of strangers... We make up all these scenarios and dangers... We make it harder... And people respond colder... We think we protect... But what do we really select? We choose to be hard. Cold, so we don't shard. But... when we bend with what we can't change... We widen our abilities and range... We actually become better. And even if it feels like we shatter... We actually turn stronger than before. We are softer but hard to the core. We let people say hurtful things... But we stay who we are and grow wings. We stay quiet cuz that way they won't be able to reply. We tell the truth, so people can rely. We stand our ground when people go too far. But we don't start a war. There is a limit when people gotta back down. They can't take your house when they have the whole town... But yes... Sometimes giving up the good for the great is best... We sometimes go from ***** to grand. And we don't always understand. I don't think it's always necessary. We might think it's unpleasant and scary. But knowing everything has been impossible since the beginning. The truth does sometimes takes away our singing. The more you know, the more you carry. But building on the hard truth is much better than... Building on pillars of salt and sand... We wilt if we don't grow... So let's hug ourselves and be happy now.
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Feb 7, 2021
Feb 7, 2021 at 5:16 AM UTC
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Are children smarter? They often are enrolled in laughter. Are babies geniuses? They smile when they see different faces. So is it smart to be joyful? And stupid to be down and dull? I like to believe so. That we are sad when we need to be and let go. Then, grow out of our mistakes and learn to walk. We will make many mistakes before we can fluently talk. It's not wrong to be wrong. It might take us very long... But eventually, we will run and not stroll. We will easily be able to climb to any goal. Just don't expect to run before you can stand. Don't think you can draw when you've an inexperienced hand. We must learn with the years. Not always with laughter, but also tears. We have been given more than a day... To walk all this way. Stand up when you fall. When you can't, reach out or call. People want to help, many do. But we have all been lied to... We have become so suspicious of strangers... We make up all these scenarios and dangers... We make it harder... And people respond colder... We think we protect... But what do we really select? We choose to be hard. Cold, so we don't shard. But... when we bend with what we can't change... We widen our abilities and range... We actually become better. And even if it feels like we shatter... We actually turn stronger than before. We are softer but hard to the core. We let people say hurtful things... But we stay who we are and grow wings. We stay quiet cuz that way they won't be able to reply. We tell the truth, so people can rely. We stand our ground when people go too far. But we don't start a war. There is a limit when people gotta back down. They can't take your house when they have the whole town... But yes... Sometimes giving up the good for the great is best... We sometimes go from ***** to grand. And we don't always understand. I don't think it's always necessary. We might think it's unpleasant and scary. But knowing everything has been impossible since the beginning. The truth does sometimes takes away our singing. The more you know, the more you carry. But building on the hard truth is much better than... Building on pillars of salt and sand... We wilt if we don't grow... So let's hug ourselves and be happy now.
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For instance If one is silent That life needs some editing If one is out of time That life needs some editing If one is within 4 walls That life needs some editing If one is in pain That life needs some editing If one is in dark mode That life needs some editing If one is out of a dream That life needs some editing Time up There is so much more Outside the box Breathe easy way
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Jan 26, 2021
Jan 26, 2021 at 7:06 PM UTC
Tuning
Nobody is immune To pain It's okay Learn What it offers
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Dec 21, 2020
Dec 21, 2020 at 6:42 PM UTC
Made Up Mind
Don't burn outside Burn inside And let that be art
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Nov 30, 2020
Nov 30, 2020 at 6:44 PM UTC
Alright
Five different species of animals evolved into 🦀 ***** Why Hell’ King crab pinchers can sever a limb! So perhaps have a little ✨sympathy When I tell ya Lately my girlfriends been acting A bit crabby again Invisible snappers Ripping tearing & Devouring!
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Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 4:46 PM UTC
Crabby Again
Your Strength Is Your Scar Adore it Anyway
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Oct 31, 2020
Oct 31, 2020 at 12:43 PM UTC
Evolve
vast and impressive views saturate your existence day to day they alter, shift and evolve with open eyes, you will see with eyes shut, you will feel with emotion, you will desire fill your cup with the sights unfolding before you Brian Hill - 2020 # 253
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Sep 14, 2020
Sep 14, 2020 at 6:26 PM UTC
Your Cup
Every time I look, I don’t always watch Every time I cook, I don’t always use pots Anytime it’s too much, I never know how to stop it Anytime I’m outta luck, I reallign all my options Now every time I look, I always pay attention Every time I’m shook, I make sure I stay connected Now anytime I love, I’m gonna do it the smartest Now anytime I’m up, I always make sure I go the hardest
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Jun 29, 2020
Jun 29, 2020 at 6:23 PM UTC
Growing From Yesterday