faith

  • The Sound Between Words

    Hear no evil, see no evil, speak no evil—that’s what someone once said, wasn’t it?But who decides which is which?The whisper between light and shadowis thinner than breath,and yet the whole world trembles on it. A chance encounter—not with what is,but with what we believe it to be.Every thought a vibration,every word a stone dropped…

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  • It’s never “duck.”Autocorrect gets it wrong every time—but maybe it’s right in spirit.Because sometimes all you can dois scream “duck!”and hope you’re low enough when life swings. You ever notice how the Joneses never asked for the job?The world made them saints of suburbia,heroes of hustle,the holy grail of comparison.But no one ever asked if…

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  • Ode to the Dreamer

    Deep in the forest, the shadows still sing. The branches hold whispers of lives left undone, yet you step inside with the ease of someone who has shed their chains. At the shore, yesterday’s troubles dissolve into laughter and echoes of family voices. We pretend, just for a moment, that there is no more work,…

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  • The Door I Open

    Good morning, sweet day. We rise with one foot in front of the other, stepping out onto the ledge of yet another beginning. Someone once asked me if I ever grow weary of starting over. No, I told them. Better to begin again, even from the ashes, than to rot in places that no longer…

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  • (**taken from my handheld listening device-one bright day in the middle of the night**) You want to talk about then and now. About what was done, what was spoken, what was hidden. You want to twist the story into something that makes you look like the wounded one, but revenge is not mine to seek.…

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  • The Guardian of Balance

    They speak about you as if they know your name. As if the syllables of your being roll easily off their tongue, carrying a weight they have never earned the right to hold. They act as if they know what you carry—that you are both light and dark, both good and evil, both healer and…

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  • Nothing else matters

    You were born running, feet barely touching ground, heart already wild and lungs already hungry. You didn’t crawl into this world—you charged into it, unbothered by rules, unmoved by restraint. To see. To conquer. To be. To do. That’s the call you answered before you could even speak. You’ve always known this wasn’t just about…

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  • The Hidden Ones

    If you’re here to know me, you won’t find me in this place. Not in the letters, not in the words. The surface is only a smokescreen, a mirror of something deeper. The real story? It’s twisted between the lines, hidden in plain sight. I write with a sweet imagination, the kind that cloaks truth…

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  • Life speaks softly at first. A whisper. A subtle nudge. The delayed echo of a choice we once made, circling back with perfect aim. We think we’ve outrun it, buried it, or somehow rewritten the truth—but life waits. It is patient, not passive. Consequence is a teacher who never rushes to the front of the…

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