The challenges of my generation are vast. The challenges of the next generation are incomprehensible. Small-talk dinner conversation.  What does it mean to be…

I have debated in my head back and forth for a long time now how to approach the power structures in place in our world.  I used to use words like revolution. I…

Clouds are fascinating. Eternal shapeshifters. Like the rivers that flow in the water table below our feet, clouds are the rivers that stream across the skies,…

I'm having issues with my camera. I've been having them for a while. We might have to break up if it continues much longer. Doesn't terribly help, that I never…

The cat that taught me to love all cats. The cat that showed me the love that is worth waiting for, is the one where you are amused by each other's madness. …

Look inside the Rose and tell me what you see? I see layers upon layers of protection and secrets. I see a vibrancy that demonstrates stealth, courage and…

Social media has not been built with our wellbeing in mind. I practically refuse to use it as I am meant to, or as would benefit me, as a form of revolt. I do…

'I saw two old beeches standing next to each other. Each one was growing its branches turned away from the other rather than toward each other, as is more…

I like to write when I feel emotional. Or more correctly, when the emotion feels raw. I am sat in the epitome of security and comfort. On a little sofa,…

Sexual energy is life energy, and it should feel fun. I’m fed up of women being shamed for embracing it. That does not mean we have to give it up easily or…

When I write, I am basically talking to myself, Out aloud for all to see. I talk with an authority, But in fact, I am telling myself mostly. Its a…

It doesn’t matter how many people like your posts, How many people you know in life. At the end of the day, We must each face our own black holes alone. No one…

Sometimes I cannot write because there is so much I want to say, that I literally have no idea how to put it down in a coherent order. I have no pictures for…

Sometimes we do not get a choice. Sometimes we do not get to choose our stories. Or the characters that come into play in them. Sometimes, people see a strength…

I am not a parent. But, if you are, how can you claim to love your child? When you actively leave behind this world defiled? Do you have a conscience? Do you…

A girl’s heart is forever a mystery. Deep inside resides the most unfathomable things, even to the girl herself. If we do have a soul, I wonder sometimes if it…

Always been full of emotions me. Sometimes it feels overwhelming. I can feel them mixing and colliding,  Colours swirling with a life of their own. Gratitude,…
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