This was last updated July 3rd, 2025. This is just an excerpt of a draft from a few months back. “Doubt is not a pleasant condition, but certainty is absurd.” – Voltaire The 2024 election overwhelmed me. It was the second time I’ve voted. I went to vote with my best friend at a booth near Arizona State campus. When we got there we rushed to the back of the line (likely due to my…
Corruption begins with a lie A lie that you need to controlTold to you by the deception of powerA river of love lies beneath I wish you would feel deeperPlease look aroundIt’d make you richer than coerced power ever could Control is used to contort your image You shape-shift for your self-interestIf you loved moreYou wouldn’t need to hide yourself It’s foolish to sell your moralityTo buy more than a richer you would need You think you…
Love is understoodEven when you can’t hold it all Words paint picturesRationality frames your explanations Your reasons are based in truthsThey are filtered by your limits and your choicesYour missing hues deceive youBe thankful Your deceptive certainty is how you can conceive at allIf you held the whole spectrumyour hands would break Be proud when your conceptions look layered in contradictionsYou were brave enough to bring in a perspective another you couldn’t carry Whether you…
Why need more? You breathe.If you don’t love life, love your lungs. You breathe so you see.You see so you desire. Why give conditions?It isn’t love if you must possess. We are gifted chances.Life and its beautiful branches. Desire because you are thankful.Demand because you are in debt—a fire burning with grace. When you forget, don’t hide from your guilt.You have lost your breath. Forgive your mistakes.You are a child under the tree.
Grip loosely when you scorn the immoral—your hand pulls you closer.Do not let them swallow you, they will burn your depths.Yet do not fear their touch; it is your own. In you live both. Truth-seeker, are you?Why do your eyes wander when you feel you’ve done enough?I see nothing in your hands.Seems rather you were searching for a place to sit: to earn your rest. Remember the hand that stabbed you, but do not hold…
One, knowing or not, can plant seeds of hate in us. In our partiality they may spoil from love to mixed, mixed to hate. Our hands transfigure these airy seeds into one worthy of our protection. They become fuel to our complexes. They plant themselves in our subconscious, growing into a forest of judgment. Seeing our constant judgment—often covered in bursting roots—makes me want to scorn us (can’t see any irony in that!) We all…
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The tidings of the election last year covered me in overwhelm. I saw a multitude of voices standing tall, pushing our individuality into shoved perceptions. I’d see friends press friends into molds—fluidity squeezed out. A glimpse of this terrifies me. I worry about what was brought to the surface, then what rose in our nature. Through this all, it seems truth grows with an inconceivable amount of layers. Seems our awareness often does not. The…
In moments of quiet, void of fires, my mind wallows for meaning. I can’t help but search. I hope to confirm there is a lacing of meaning woven throughout the threads of mine and our actions. I know I attempt to act with intention. I feel it matters, but why? I wish for a compass, map, rather than my scattered senses processed through threads of cognition. How can I accurately measure my movement without this?…
It seems we (especially I) are often terrible at seeing the difficulty those we perceive face in synonymous experiences. Our vision isn’t just blurry, but inherently far too narrow. We don’t grasp. Most we can do is barely see, peeking through our blurry telescopes. If still we judge, we risk cruelty founded in our incompetence. Even with our blurred vision, we see what’s vividly terrifying. Its colors are bright, and typically we comfort and support…