Can I?

Can I remain silent til the right words arise by themselves? Can I disengage from the ideas bombarding my mind that drown your sound while you express your truth to me? Can I not fear as these ideas flow by? Can I have faith the right words will...

The Trolls ... My View

I write to make sense of my world.  I write to bring the confusion that others offer me into some kind of understanding.  I write privately but oftentimes share my writes because it feels great to have someone listening. When others visit and...

The Victim of Relationship

  He tries his best at everything he does.  He makes great efforts to be skilful with everything in which he is involved.  He explains himself to whoever, whenever, wherever and however nonetheless confusion manifests.  He gives his best.  He...

Comforting My Self...

    Lingering... An aura of confusion cyclones around me, usurping my balance.   I accept its essence but I can't ignore how it affects me, at least, not yet. I know the cause of its hold on me.  My fear perverts the future.   Experience...

TLC (Thoughts Lovers community) - 3 - I am, a Greunie entry

I am a story that writes itself.  A story unfolding second by second, changing, transforming, becoming. I am a narration unreeling on an ancient spool flickering in existence. Upon emerging unto a recording, the story continues playing out in an...

Nothing Here... Move Along

Love confused me completely until recently.  I wondered how love can be defined into different boxes.  How can a love for a mother, for a child, for a friend or for a lover be different?  In university, one of my courses, dealt with the many ‘styles’...

A Morning in October

Why is it difficult to write sometimes I ask myself?  I ask this for me and for others who once found writing here a reverent inspiration. When I sit allowing an unconscious stream of ideas that flow through my fingers on to a pristine white page,...

Scarlett's Why I blog... blog.

When Scarlett posed the question, "Why do you blog?" I was inspired to write as this question has risen in me many times through the four years of writing publicly on T.com. Every time my motivations were explored, I would find the same intent. I...

Morning Musings

My fingers poised over the keyboard, I watch my mind going through its fears, wondering what is the 'best' thing to write. Why would I want to write the best?  What exactly is the best anyway?  The best to whom?  Who decides what is best?  You say ...

Friday's Write

"The ancient Masters didn't try to educate the people, but kindly taught them to not-know. When they think that they know the answers, people are difficult to guide.  When they know that they don't know, people can find their own way."  (Tao Te...

A Single Question

Within a myriad of questions, there is a single question, the same for everyone.  Free will delivered through one question. Who would've thunk it? To be or not to be, that is the question. A simplification of everything, a condensing of all...