Poem: Fearless Ascends

Hello Darkness, My Old Friend   I used to dread  Seeing you Used to hate The power you Held over me Twisting me From the inside out Letting me breathe Just enough So I remain conscious Of every pain and suffering   Yes, you wanted me To FEEL everything You pulled all the strings I was a mere puppet   I walked no further  Than my comfort zone I saw no more Than my little window In this prison ...

SKILLS WE NEED TO GET THROUGH LIFE

I feel that this is a valuable piece to re-post and re-visit at any juncture of our lives. I suppose at 40 is a good age to gauge how far we have come. However, by age 55, if we still have not understood why certain "patterns" and "track records" appear in our lives; and we rather look ...

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