Life after door kicking.

Tag: creativity

  • Life’s a garden gotta dig it, and weed it, and fertilize…

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    Life has a way of filling idle moments with noise—regrets, imagined slights, and endless loops of “what if.” I’ve learned that letting the mind wander unchecked is like leaving soil untended: weeds take over, choking the space meant for growth. Energy, if not directed, becomes mischief in the mind. That’s why I’ve chosen to put…

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  • Speaking extemporaneously

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    This is something I didn’t write so much as find —the pen just moved, and I followed.Sometimes the mind drags you through chaosjust to remind you what clarity costs.These words came from that place. — Sometimes this dream feels like a nightmareIntrusive like a sledge, like I’m having night terrors,and I just can’t back up…

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  • Measured in Exhales

    Feeling different than all my peers in this,Struggles of a left-handed lyricist,Smudges on my fist from dragging it,Even worse when I was gripping it. Audacity to worship myself — intrinsic,But a little introspection shows that’s illogic,Blessings of a curse — I’m gifted,Writing backwards in my notebooksso this spiral isn’t on my wrist. I was never…

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