Love spills over into the streets of those in dire need of healing
and they reject it for a peeling
a only-touch-the-surface
lowercased
void-filling
purpose-suffocating
mind-as-well-be-a-sticker-you-picked-up-from-the-voting-booth
as proof, "see I got it too!"
worldly
love.
The world can have that.
Jesus, I want you instead.
Romans 12:1-2
“I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.”
“I didn’t come looking for you the day you uninvitedly appeared on my doorstep How did we go from nonchalant conversation to me waiting for you to turn me off with corny jokes and mind dumbing conversation To love and mind blowing chemistry that I’ve yet to make sense of What are you here to teach me?” Maquita Donyel Irvin in Stories of a Polished Pistil: Lace and…
REPOST & LIST 6 SONGS THAT INSPIRE YOU TO WRITE YOUR MUSE .
themes from the planets - dexter wanzel
equinox - HoneyVenom
stellar death - cosmic reaper
young, gifted, black, in leather - buggin
ebony eye - yves tumor
shadows - lonnie liston smith
& 6 QUOTES THAT INSPIRE YOU TO WRITE YOUR MUSE.
I was feeling everything too much. Everything was pulling at my eyes.
Dave Eggers, You Shall Know Our Velocity!
Sometimes I wish I could describe how wonderful I feel in those few seconds from the time he spreads his arms above his head, as if trying to grab hold of something, to the instant he vanishes into the water. But I can never find the right words. Perhaps it’s because he’s falling through time, to a place where words can never reach.
Yōko Ogawa, The Diving Pool
Reality is the raw material, language is the way I go in search of it — and the way I do not find it. But it is from searching and not finding that what I did not know was born, and which I instantly recognise. Language is my human effort. My destiny is to search and my destiny is to return empty-handed. But — I return with the unsayable. The unsayable can only be given to me through the failure of my language. Only when the construction fails, can I obtain what I could not achieve.
Clarice Lispector, The Passion According to G.H.
“It is strange to both fit in everywhere and belong nowhere, to never feel completely at home outside of your own skin”
― Maquita Donyel Irvin, Stories of a Polished Pistil: Unpaved
Darkness invades the dreams of the glassblower. Of all the unpleasantries his dreams grab in out of the night air, an extinguished light is the worst. Light in his dreams, was always hope: the basic moral hope. As the contacts break helically away, hope turns to darkness, and the glassblower wakes sharply tonight crying, Who? Who?
Feb. 22, 2023 – 11:23 pm PSTIt’s something about the presence of alcohol’s presence tonight that has me being present
And the vibe of this art show
The energy of it
The lack of and just enough and too much and not enough attention
That has me realizing
Remembering
Just
How dope it is to be with him
No dressing
No music
No extras
Ready to leave and be with him
In…
Plenty Full 🧎🏾♀️ #maquitadonyel Fun fact: after completing and publishing my second book “Unpaved” in 2018, I burned the notebook that held its original pieces. Fire sign so, you know❤️🔥 (at Healthy Soil) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChkPlSQlCat/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
The Heavenly Father knows exactly what we need when we need it. But we can’t receive what we’re not willing to believe. We cannot be fed what we refuse to let in. Here’s to His peace, His Love, and the opportunity to live in both. Swipey (for a piece, etc.) #poetry#poems#writersofintagram#lovebooks#nationalpoetrymonth#vegas#writers#motivation#enlightenment#Jesusdriven#getaway#live#prayeathike #explore (at Resting) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cb0H7ytL7il/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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