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Flying over Nowhereland
I’m gonna pack my hopes and head to Nowhere. No, you’re not! Why not? Because no world is welcoming for a girl who has only hopes to pack. Not even one that is called “Nowhere.” What is wise to do when the bet is on keeping your spiritual structure, physical body, and mental health unimpaired?… Read more
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You are as happy as you want to be
 Sometimes, I had to crawl on my way up. Collapsing so many times has diluted my spirit, and my walk became clumsy. I tried to resume but my legs just wouldn’t listen. Look, it is not going to be easy but you are going to make it. I just had to tell myself this… Read more
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On the edge of my own nonsense
I have never learned how to make myself understood or what should I manifest in some of my interactions. How much should it be given, and how much should I expect to be returned? Most of the time, I would just tangle between my personalities, being uncertain if I should have any boundaries if I… Read more
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You are mine to save
“[…]what are you?” She asked with a cried, fainted voice, pulling her eyes out from the cushions. “You know me. I am your forever friend, you prayed for me. I am now deserted in the wooden box you keep in the attic, between the pages of an old journal.” She thought she might be dreaming… Read more
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Midnight blend
I have become universal, longing for extraordinary, astonishment, fearing nothing else than a manipulative Self that can drive me to destruction. I strive to kill my Ego, to not be led by a wrecked mind, and to make the difference between what should be kept and what should be left. People want us predictable, obedient,… Read more
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When being good is as bad as being bad
My night is in complete inner silence. Far away from clutter. Under the gentle voice of compassion. For myself first. I watched recently Good Will Hunting. I have seen it years ago but at the time I didn’t seem to understand the unspoken script, the words that would meet in a Universe of glimpses, and… Read more