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Prompt: Create something to spread joy, kindness, love, and understanding to others through your creativity.
There is no allowance In some hearts; differences Are cause for criticism, Not recognizing we all See the sky, ocean, And breathe alike. We crave being known, Treasured, cherished, accepted Safely by everyone we meet. Love is a requirement In being, living, becoming Who we are here to be. Divisions among us stifle Creativity, confidence, courage And the will to imagine Dreams can come true. We often believe ourselves So much less than Our potential because Of labels reminding each of us We will never be _______ enough. Love, enwrapping our souls, Tells us we can climb – Given the opportunity – higher. God is for us, Him being Love, We are precious no matter Our status or conditions, Our differences are gorgeous.
Please do not be thrown by my use of God’s and Jesus’ names. Whatever your beliefs, you are welcome here. I am not proselytizing; just stating what I have found for me. I hope all will see Love in me and know His Love is my reason. I live only by Christ’s allowance.
Prompt: Take the word “Divisions” and let it lead you. Create something!
I had to take time out. There were things well beyond my processing ability. It is not over yet, but I felt I could check-in.
Going out is so hard, and I always feel watched, judged, and found lacking in my ability to interact. Avoidance is a blanket around me because I cannot believe anyone likes me as I am. I hide; I cannot believe in myself. I have been an outcast too often to think I belong. TMI, yeah, me.
I Am Thankful: 1. I can read and write. 2. I have some artistic abilities. 3. I am still here, despite suicidal thoughts; I cannot kill myself, because every time I try, I end up in worse shape. So, until God is ready, I remain, but my mind fights me. 4. It has been less cold the last few days. 5. Music reminds me to hope.
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I hope February means more entries, but there are daunting days ahead for me. I can only try to post here. Struggles are on every front and I am unequal to each and all.
God Bless You and Yours Eternally! Cast your cares (burdens) upon the Lord Jesus Christ because He Loves you!
I am an old-time Rock-N-Roll, Church Gospel, Contemporary Christian; Blue jeans, Poet shirt, Writing geek, Photographer, Artist, Designer, Intellectual Property Rights promoter, Who will give anyone my time of day, Caring about each word you say.
I tend toward the Moderate, Shoot straight down the middle – I love deep, as oceans, wide, Though it has been some years since Someone stood by my side, (All my own;) I can write, edit, publish, design, And you can find me reading Most anytime – my interests Cast wide: run beyond so many lines.
I like going fast – but enjoy Doing things right, taking my time, It is never unusual my words rhyme; I have lived the bad and the swell, More often, I choose good as better… I love so much, so many, And intensely dislike division – I am a U.S. Marine Mom, An American, I will stand; my colors shall not run.
The timeless appeal Of bottomless foundations Leave one another To dredge rivers of hope, need, But still coming between – greed. Advantage follows The stronger needing duties Performed with slim thanks Not often heeding complaints, Or recognizing stolen dreams. The ages roll, roles Still favor some, limit others, There is no parity Equality, an ugly myth Blinding many to problems. If one stands up, out, It may not mean advancement The ceiling rises The walls grow ever thicker But it is not done, over, Time will see the flight The scaling of every height So run, run well, catch the light, Winning brings freedom and delight.
I read an article in American Scholar that inspired this poem. I also picked the word bottomless from a vocabulary list.
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Prompt: pick something you read and a random word, create from there.
Today, I return to my original format used with my first creativity project online, found on Chronicles. I have included my handwritten journal entry for this date.
Prompt If you have not tried journaling, do that. You may wish to do freeform as above, or you may want to give yourself a topic each day. If you are doing specific creative work, a journal may also be used to work out glitches and problems in what you are doing. Include what you wish; a journal is like a friend whose feedback is in your reading again.
Recommendation I have listened to the Audible version of Sandman and am listening to Sandman 2. I am usually not a fan of audiobooks, but I find these extremely enjoyable. Both employ a cast of voice actors and required sounds, and it may help that I am already a fan of Neil Gaiman.
READING SUGGESTION The first book I have completed in 2022 is Ready Player One by Ernest Cline. I read this book in 2011 when it originally came out, and I am afraid much reading since fogged my memory of some portions. Since my son, Alex, often references it, I reread it. It is a good book about computers, simulations, the 1980s, the present, friendship, romance, lost love, and even has some murder thrown in. It is a book with a broad appeal, as relevant now as at its initial publication, maybe more.
1 Maybe, those dreams past We can make real if we take This time to attend To things we began before Warnings dire started to flash.
2 Who could you become If you trusted yourself more Than you have before?
3 We can never buy What we want most, try we may But days, past decays.
Gratitude List I am thankful: 1. For holidays, and For average days when routine Takes hold, and things are A bit less bold, and one can Be a comfortable self, like: A quiet volume, Not opened to reveal all The story it hides, But sitting dreamy waiting ‘Til some hungry soul arrives. 2. For clever devices Technologies some devise Adding joy to lives. 3. My ability To read and maybe write, With some expertise. 4. These dogs, who call me Theirs, who willingly share space And the air freely. 5. Friends and family I have had, happily known, Those lives still present And those now gone, just away, Or to their heavenly home.
A gratitude list, made poetry? Not entirely sure what happened there, but I also seem to speak in rhyme from time to time, so I guess I will not worry over something so sublime.
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