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Israel you are seen 🇮🇱
Israel you are heard 🇮🇱
Israel you are loved 🇮🇱
Israel you are strong 🇮🇱
Israel lives 🇮🇱💙🫂
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zibethrose · 27 days
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Happy Monday soul family. Make love your daily bread💞Explore new pathways for vitality and peace.Stand in Your Sovereignty,embark on an inward journey toward spiritual growth and promote divine transformation into your life🤗Your mindset is a powerful tool for shaping your reality and maintaining a positive vibration. Once you tap into the sacred you will not seek your identity outside of yourself in work, relationships or material things as you will understand the glorious power of ‘I am.’
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Being sovereign helps you to shake off negativity, not allowing slights to imprint on your psyche by viewing obstacles as steppingstones to greatness, allowing life’s challenges to inspire you to aspire in becoming all you can be.
Now is not the time to stagnate in idleness, but to seize the opportunity to do inner work to cultivate understanding and acceptance of your true nature which empowers you to discard fakery and be unapologetically you.  
 It's time to be independent, start forging your own path to live your own life in accordance with the dictates of your heart, appreciating what you have.  
Recognize that Your dreams are the seeds of your future. Keep your vision alive and vibrant by Watering them with determination and dedication. Realize that even the smallest steps can take you closer to your aspirations.  
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the human element
the calm before the storm...
wait for it...
I can feel it...
come on...
it's been calm too long...
where the hell is the storm?
by @inadvertently-writing©
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thehappiliysadgirl · 1 month
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I would love to be loved by you
as much as I LOVE you.
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lihimlihamtinta · 2 months
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Masyado lang akong mayabang pero nakakatakot pala talaga mag isa.
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thatpoemguy · 5 days
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---Carnal Art---
"Please me so good that I'll always remember you" know that I would because what else am I to do?
I did my part but I was broken by a few that's why my heart will never be a half of two
I wish it could and one day change my current view but there I stood giving backshots to someone new
how did this start? painting strokes of red, purple, blue this carnal art painting flesh like it's all I knew
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insides-plus-skin · 3 months
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I hate taking deep breaths.
I hate taking deep breaths because I feel the emptiness of my body most then. It is not a refreshing of sorts - as I'm certain it should be - but a sinking, deeper, and deeper into the most broken parts of myself.
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paradoxicalpenman · 2 months
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Perturbed by my inhibitions,
Too comfortable in the drape of depression,
He was on a road with no fellow traveller,
Coz whenever in company,
He missed his lonesome,
Fool, when did loneliness become your beloved companion?
I suck at sharing my sorrows,
Too timid to share my blunt opinion,
Alleviating the plight of everyone I associate with,
I may burn myself to complete exhaustion,
I also owe an apology to all my loved ones,
Unreachable often I am these days,
Let me reiterate the same cliche,
ITS NOT YOU, ITS ME...
Bewildered by the paradox in me,
I am battling with the Gemini,
When I can't even stand myself,
I feel too much of a bother,
To talk to anyone...
Alas! or Hurray! Let me figure it out,
Why has loneliness become my beloved companion?
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instruth · 1 year
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Tiny Droplets Of Rain
I wake up today
to my not unusual breakfast
I usually consume, unconsciously
simple small things slip my mind
they’re very easy to forget
I go about my day
enchanted by the surroundings
I compose, I write my poems
people passing by, they grin
and my soul cheers from within
providence comes from within
reflecting onto the environment
subtly but surely, small things pop up
often, they get subdued by the big ones
these tiny droplets of rain fill the ocean
©Johnny J P Lee
03 March 2023
A Gogyoshiren Poem (15)
Photos: J. P. Lee
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deepjams4 · 2 months
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[ This road, the crowd and its never-knowing. ]
I brush too many shoulders and their stares are never-seeing. The unfamiliarity makes the stranger in me at home. And even though this mountain doesn't know my name; this is where the spirit meets my bones.
ps.
If moving out and starting fresh is as easy as counting 1-2-3, Baguio is the place I'd pick. And if I could leave, I would've already left.
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thespaceinmybed · 1 month
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The nightmares haven’t stopped
But you somehow wake up
And hold me
And tell me everything is going to be ok
It’s nice
But
I’d rather not be touched
The guilt and the shame still live in my bones
They are buried too deep to sunder
Is your love temporary?
There’s a price
I just wish I knew what it was
Before I decide
I can be happy
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zibethrose · 28 days
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Happy Tuesday you beautiful souls. Make love your daily bread.
Stepping back from situations where you feel disrespected is selfcare. Claim ownership of who you are, have been and will be. Be proud of the way you survived without compromising your truth, no matter what happens.Recognize that sovereign means to own all your colors that shade you bright, innerstanding that the interplay of dark and light is complementary forces you keep in harmony. Become so confident in yourself that no one's opinion, rejection or behavior can negate your sense of self. Work on being the best version of yourself, for that's all that really matters.Find solace, inspiration, and a renewed sense of purpose in the quiet sanctuary of your heart actively choosing to evolve into higher consciousness. Get in touch with your higher Self through spiritual practice innerstanding that the highest priority is to be loving to yourself and others.
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inadvertently-writing · 9 months
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Am I
I smell the strife that no one smells…
I taste the fragments of fear and loathing
I yell the gripe that no one hears
as it echos in my mind..releasing a deluge
of anger from the remains of yesteryear
I dont mind not minding
I don't smell the odiferous stagnation of a societal
meltdown as it drips like candle wax on a warm night…
I can taste the metalic flavor of a long lost episodic
occurence as it replays itself again and again
I can reach into the past and bring it to the present;
I often taste the taste(s) of yesteryear
as they drench my saliva with thoughts
I am the destiny of myself;
destined to be the me that i was meant to be
to be
to not be
the me
the (not) me
to see
to not(sea)
to me,
or not to me…
To whom it may concern,
I am alone...
not alone but lone(ly)
I am
By@inadvertently-writing ©
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thehappiliysadgirl · 11 days
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We were best friends
with frequent communications
and best friendship ever
untill we caught feelings
and now we are neither friends
nor in relationship.
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poems-n-shite · 4 months
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I'll Be There
And isn't it strange?
That the time, the place, the people,
The circumstance
Can all change,
But inside remains the same?
Same old feeling,
Same old pain,
Same old emptiness.
It greets you like an old friend,
It wraps its icy hands around your neck
As though that were some kind of handshake,
It laughs that you thought it would ever leave you.
'I'll always be here,'
It says
'I'll always hold you and love you,
I'll be there when you close your eyes and
When you think it's safe to let go.'
Always?
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