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Day 222: King Sisyphus

I think I understand how King Sisyphus felt, every time he almost conquered that damn rock. It just rolled back down to where he had first knelt and prayed this was the last time he took this walk. Struggling to the end, only to see it all come undone. Clawing back your need for a… Continue reading Day 222: King Sisyphus

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Day 217: Falling

Why fear the fall? When each step builds you wings. Grabbing each rung, developing the strength in your arms and gave you the power to lift yourself up. What's in a drop? When you are sure that your legs will absorb the impact. Your feet slipping impressions that you left on your journey. Why fear… Continue reading Day 217: Falling

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Day 180: Chasing Dreams

My first step was broken, a stumble, a misstep, suddenly falling down, I stared at ground, finding comfort in the warm earth. Tucked in a blanket of grass, I found comfort, letting the trees of knowledge take root. My next step was messy, the half starts and tangled roots. Shaking of the earth that had… Continue reading Day 180: Chasing Dreams

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Day 71: The Edge

Standing on the edge There are only two choices Hang by the edge Forever remaining On the precipice Between longing and fear Muscles atrophying Until all you do is fall Or Release the edge Let go of the fears Inhibitions ripped out As the body falls Old doubts buried By wings of will​ Until all… Continue reading Day 71: The Edge

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Day 63: Diamonds

Weight bears down, An unbearable pressure, Of breathless flights. Trapped within my mind, Shifting mazes, tilting floors, Chasing Cronos through closing doors. Withering hand struggle To hold loving connections, Mosaic memories refracted in light. Sacrifice and passion Collide in transition Transformation found in sparks. Brilliant diamonds of fiery will, Icy polish of bright minds, Radiant… Continue reading Day 63: Diamonds

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Day 57: Climbing The Wall

I am just a kid, People tell me. You can’t change anything, So just let it be. When I take a stand, No one walks with me. It is just me in a dark hall. The words that people say Are like a frozen stone wall. Every time I try to climb it, I slip… Continue reading Day 57: Climbing The Wall