A part of me died on the battlefield and a part of me was born. Vulnerability shed like peeling skin. Trust from my core was torn. I was caught between a disassembled heart and a young and fearful mind. I made peace with these pieces as I fell apart with the courage that I made mine.
ALETHEIA LIOLATrust is an illusion. A systematically flawed word. A total forgery of a statement. Trust assumes infallibility – without errors, mistakes, or fuck ups.
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After the flood, the colors were brightened demand tears of pain to feel so enlightened. Lassoed hope from the clouds that caused it to rain, divine intervention to feel love again.
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How do we trust others when we can’t even trust ourselves?
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Perception is the paintbrush. The reality, the canvas. You are the artist. Create purposefully.
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I think I may be in way over my head. I’ll learn how to breathe underwater instead.
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Forgiveness for others and yourself too will transform your world into a beautiful view.
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On my worst days, I give the devil hell. On my best day, I hold a light for God to dwell.
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He dirtied my name with his dark and muddy lies. The earth he left grew flowers for the butterflies & now I thrive.
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I compare myself to the leaves; dead, yet dancing in the breeze. Is it meant to hurt this much, falling from the trees?
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My mother used to say “Don’t put off until tomorrow what you can do today” I say What can you do today to make the world a better place?
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Trust insinuates that the human race is unfailing, faultless, flawless, and perfect.
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Wound to wisdom, pain to power. A seed of grief, now time to flower.
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Contemplation; intrinsic. I am aligned perception. A, perfected plan. I am ferocious and tranquil. Rising. Pain to power. Alchemic. Energising
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I have a habit of seeing through the cloak that they wear to hide what truly resides in their soul. I have a habit of tearing out skeletons from the blackest of closets; although it’s never the goal. I have a habit of forcing others to look in the mirror, at the darkest parts of their soul. And I no longer want to play the role.
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You, a God I worshipped Your word was music to my ears Rose-tinted glasses: verdict You confirmed all my worst fears.
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Evil exists in the shadows of our world and I’m realizing that without the darkness there would be no light. We need both to stay alive.
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