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[deathwishnovela]

me, having no inspiration to write in my wip:

also me, writing inspiring things on tumblr for other young writers: do you hear something? procrastination who? sips tea

[griffinwriting]

Spending time wisely

My gf: Babyyyyyy. Can you pay attention to me now? You’ve been writing for 3 hours!!

Me: I really want to but I have to finish this scene

My gf: But I’m home alone...

Me:I cant. I’m about to write the decapitation 

[hunnyluv222]

Today, I Prayed

“Do you believe in God, ” you asked, through my bolted door. “Do you believe in endless tears, ” I replied. You were silent for a long moment. I almost thought you had gone. “Don’t you believe in heaven, ” you asked. “Don’t you believe in being forever lost, ” I answered back; a question of my own. “I believe in Jesus, ” you stated. “I believe in human monsters, ” I countered. You read a scripture to me. I listened. The door never opened. You never walked away. You simply kept speaking I simply kept listening. You were offering I was thinking. You were outside I was inside We repeated this dance, religiously, You and I And you keep coming back. And I keep listening The door does not open. You never ask me why I accept your lesson You accept my fear … Today, I prayed.

[hunnyluv222]

Meadow Romance...

Prairie lights dazzle me, As fireflies race, and chase, and play, Dashing quickly behind Ancient Oak Tree One blinks, the other runs away Happily they cry, “Hey, Come tag me” While Mr. Owl wakes, stretching his wings He opens wide eyes, and begins to survey What tasty morsel the night might bring Pink and White Moon flowers swing and sway As the newest ‘Hopper’ is crowned High King The Cicada band begins to play Ravishing butterflies on freshly wet wings Find their first air in a magical display Orange and yellow and red clouds fling Into the mysterious “Fairy’s Ballet” Dandelions flirt making sure they’re seen For tomorrow’s wishes, as children play Among the wildflowers entering A loving heart’s bouquet Down by the pond, fresh Water Poppy Float between large Lily Pad sleighs Carrying young toads to adventuring Deep, ballooned throats; a full cachè To store the curious, which dare to spring The trap a sticky, long tongue will laye Marty Lizard; tail in a purple sling Sets out quietly to prey Before a feast that just might sting! The broken tree, a new snail highway Provides Alice Turtle a perfect swing To catch moonlit bubbles in which she’ll bathe While Sammy Snake comes slithering Down to the bank to play Canvasback Carl and RedHead Sue ring An announcement of their wedding day! Luce the Canadian Goose brings Erving To accompany her to the fancy soiree The Racoon Family arrive; arguing Whether the beautiful masks, now upon display Could be politely removed, without a social ping! The Squirrels brought nuts for their stay Not realizing the mess the shell might leave And the shyest deer sweetly danced in today, As Fairies joined Pixies dressed in green Gathering excited Fireflies to light the way Back to the Prairie’s flower lined terrene.

[hunnyluv222]

Life Navigator

Life Without Meaning

Would life have ANY meaning without death? Conversely, Can death have ANY meaning without life? The two remain separate Yet, Deliciously entwined; Each, Completely dependent upon the other’s Purpose And meaning, For its own, solitary existence. A fear filled, Symbiotic wedding, Collaboratively espousing both, Forever, Into a misunderstood, Intricately difficult marriage. A dance Is it, therefore, a crime, To breathe … To endure One side of this relational consciousness; This animate entelechy And Yet, To cling Desperately desiring Wanting, Craving, Hungering, Needing, D E M A N D I N G The perceived simplicity of ultimate escape; Of oblivion; Of Relief; Of the perfect rescue Offered teasingly and ONLY By the duality Of a shared, conscious existence. This has become the unforgiving dilemma, In which, My waking mind now drowns, And, My dreaming mind now attempts escape. The heavy shadow Of secret, Consuming necessity Upon my daily duties and obligatory smiles, Belies me; Heaving… Staggeringly… Weighted. Time unravels. Normally rewarded spaces; Concealed between the moments; Are normally found quiet, Hope filled. They stand as unburdened sanctuaries; Shelters against the experiences Of life; Sadly, they’ve become polluted. Obsessive curiosity; Monstrous heartbreak, And Soul shattering loss of ability to trust… Beyond one’s own, Protectively, ceremonious conventionalism, Demands an answering. Does separation of death Truly, Sever intimacy, and knowledge of existential existence? Did I live If I am dead? Am I dead, If I Have lived? Is there a whisper, carrying my name upon it’s billows; Moving freely through world, and time… After I Have Chosen My Path? Does, my soul travel upon unique memory; Excreting experiences ‘Til the last empty, hurt Has been successfully released… Allowing a graceful fading to nothingness? Question upon hurt And Experience upon question, Upon sadness; Upon fear; Fueling my dissipating soul… Propelling it’s frozen; Shivering core, Ever forward Will there never be relief? Can, this chosen transition To the next Great Realm Of Possibility, Honestly ever bring comfort Hope Or the eternally sought rescue I need? Where is that caring, truthful soul; Punished brutally; Fearful; destroyed Yet, She is eager to disclose The ONE precious secret To ME; The Lost Life Navigator? Where is the weary Warrior; Ready to warn ME? Prepared to allow ME, One small peek, One gentle reminder…. Of a possible… Heavenly… Tomorrow? Where is MY guide? She is so desperately needed MY Curiously eager soul Calls to HER, R E A C H I N G Through the vastness of space; Time; Sempiternity; Pleading HER skillful direction, Deep…deeper…even deeper, Yet Into the depths of a long forgotten, Magically, enlightened Quintessence A deeply buried, Unrecognized; Unthought; Felt, yet, unrecovered Palpable knowledge. Which HAD always, ETERNALLY, existed! Hidden Here, in the depths of discovery, Waiting… Waiting for MY broken soul To become ready To receive, And, to accept its answers Its Existence NO !!!!! My mind ! It has been deliberately disturbed! Outside! A noise! Loud! Booming! Drawing me… A W A Y …… Yanking me in an unspeakable instant, From the tranquil familiarity My soul had so suddenly found. In finding, But not quite reaching home….. No precision in thought deed or action are necessary… NOW Only seclusion of mind Complete silence Can help me, now, IF I am ever To return HOME….Again Home It IS calling; Reaching; Begging my return. My longing is unbearable. A Loneliness, I can’t begin to explain; Intolerable agony I must act! I must go back! My decision MUST be final! For, a life without meaning Is Indeed, A TRUE death, And, A soul without a home… Truly has …. NO MEANING ……….

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3 Steps to reduce stress NOW!

Here are 3 easy steps you can do to reduce stress in your life.  We are all a little stressed these days, please spread the love.  Aloha!