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reaching my hand out to you
Like real people do
Gripping your fingers softly
And pulling you gently
Upwards
When I am lying defeated
Would you do the same that we did?
reaching out your hand to me
Showing the kindness in humanity?
I laugh into the ether
so that it may reach her
And smiling at him
Although the light is dim
Because who are we?
What is humanity?
If not glowing lights
That help other shine bright
Mar 7, 2025
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There will always be times of fear, grieving and all of its stages are part of the human experience.
I know sometimes all I need is a hug, a kind word, to remember the light and capacity for good humanity can embody.
We each hold a sun in our chests, a ray of hope, I think. It's been cloudy here for a while, but I see the sun in the smiles of my fellow humans and try to remember it'll be ok...
For those of you who are into hugs, I extend my arms to you, heart to heart. We will get through the storms, together, across the sea or the street. You're enough, sunshine, and you're not alone, the stars are proof of that.
Mar 7, 2025
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there is something figuratively beautiful about the things we know and don’t know, the sublime and mundane
and when you visit the beach, do you ever think about if the animals who live in the embrace of the depths remember the beauty of the ocean?
where the salt envelops every single one of us,
accepting us as kin
letting her wind tousle our raw, visceral edges
and pepper them with her sea-foamed kisses
which tell me that it’s okay to pretend
and okay to tell the ocean all of myself
the ocean reaches out to me, hands cloaked in the sharp coolness of water and something else- something i don’t understand
as I poke around in a tide pool, like a vendor at a bustling market, observing the wares that the ocean has to offer
and i turn around and ask her, do the barnacles see themselves? do anemones understand their own beauty, fragile and ephemeral?
i don’t think they do.
but the ocean doesn’t have any words for me, instead shutting my mouth with a shhhh
as her sandy dress rustles down the shore, laced with white foam and gossamer trails of ripples
and wordlessly, tells me to look
and i do.
until the sun hurriedly retreats from the wispy radiance of the moon, enrobed in puffy clouds
and it's just the three of us.
the moon tugs at the ocean’s hand, dancing to their own secret rhythm,
letting me see them in their love.
personally, i think it’s beautiful \\ and i wish i had something like it
and the ocean laughs. nothing jeering or ridiculing, simply an acknowledgement that i understand.
everything around me falls,
like petals cast off from a chrysanthemum.
and then, we were wordless
like the ocean had never spoken in the first place.
i want to descend into the depths of the ocean one day,
to be hugged once more and never again.
not because i am tired of being alive,
but frankly within me exists too much zeal to live.
uncontrollable surges of wow i am alive in flesh, blood through my veins, and thoughts in my head
become more addictive than any form of fentanyl, cocaine, heroin
and better than any gateway into a better life
or a better existence, transcending normality
and the moment it’s just me in my head, without the viscous energy of being alive
suddenly drains me like a leaking bucket,
decrepit and dry.
i want to burn like a torch, setting my world alight into embers,
into flames,
into an inferno.
Sunrise:: being alight || with a halo of only thoughts and dreams || and the divinity of something new
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Maybe I’ll be modeling for a local shop? Have I ever modeled before? No
but who cares. so I wrote to them.
They will meet with another girl today and if it doesn’t work out, theyll contact me again.
But I am already on their list for future things.
Who would’ve thought? not me.
So just do it. Apply. You’d be suprised how often it works out
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Having made my own sketchbook I have realized how much I love little things.
Using an old magazine I haven’t touched forever, I have created something personal and weird.
Scotch tape my beloved
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Gosh I was scared.
It went well. I talked to the person from the Organization for about an hour. About me, about my Application.
Now everything will start, once I finished my Application… geeeee I am nervous but looking forward.
Nothing like excitement with a little anxiety
Feb 28, 2025