projection
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Sleepless, Under eye circled gruffness. Emotions unconfessed Misdirected hurt suppressed. The darkness I’ve seen in men. The shadow leads, Anger feeds Hard, fast breathing Strained neck seething. The sorrow I’ve seen in men. Whether joy or pain, The intensity is the same, Withheld when awake, But the snore, a roar. I mistake the darkness of…
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I have a very vivid impression of being a little girl playing in the sandbox with my best friend when I looked up at the clouds in the sky and told her that when I grew up, I was going to live in a big city far away from the backyard wonderland of Northeast Ohio.…
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Everything happens for a reason. Every choice, every direction, every path you choose will lead you somewhere. Not choosing isn’t an option, since not choosing is the choice. Denial has its own ramifications–whether it’s feeling disconnected from the people you love, stuck in job you no longer enjoy, blaming others for your problems or feeling…
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When I finally take a moment to listen To the bump, bump, bump in my chest There is a question louder than expected, Where have you been? In my head, I reply. Refining my ability to be ambivalent. I read more about people like Angelina Jolie Than I know about the war in Iraq. I am…
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“Someone else’s experience is always a reflection. Your own experience is your reality. The physical world is always a reflection. Your inner world is the reality.” — John-Roger I’ve been thinking about this quote all week. Not every minute of the day, but it keeps showing up in my head reminding me how true it is,…
Let It Bespoken 