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been on my mind latley while taking evening walks

i used to chase rainbows walk a few blocks maybe then turn around cause i always knew it was fruitless now i do the same for sunsets  try to stay up for sunrises i never succeeded but i always look back i keep swinging and dreaming of the sun rise i never saw all i have is the orange horizon that never finishes its downfall i close my eyes and listen to the cicadas i take a deep breath and ask god to change  but i open my eyes and the sun isn't set hours after it was supposed to my legs are tired but i wish to swing my head hurts but i can breath the car lights blind me and i hope they don't think of me  the bright fluorescent lights highlight my growing roots not blonde but not entirely brown dull and indecisive  so the next day, I walked further, I tried to see the sun for a better angle since I once again missed the rise I seem to have walked quite too far, so the sky was blank, covered by trees and high skylines so I go back and turn around feeling the cars go by me almost hitting me each time, and I immediately regret that I didn't walk even further to see what was beyond the bend, maybe the trees would clear away and i’d finally see the set from a perfect angle I hope one day I'd find myself back to a tall mountain Ridge where I could see the fall and theoretically the rise all by myself and nothing else in mind but i didnt take advantage when i did have that perfect spot

@taffy

Mar 30, 2025

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not sure what this is saying and i wrote it

i toss and i turn with the pillow staying put, welcoming a new wave of anxiety with each movement 2:18 on the clock and the fan adds more momentum to my unattainable thoughts buried in the need to see, and learn the unknown yet, i lay on the surface as a parched rock in the middle of my favorite beach, reeking of the current simplicities of life though its surely a blessing in disguise which i might recall five years from now standing by, holding onto my innocence, waiting to believe in a miracle or see a comet pass by in the dark night sky

@macar0ni2

Mar 1, 2025

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Hope, mindfullness and community engagement

It is the most powerful antidote for me in trying to navigate this devastating reality. Optimism sometimes feels naive but setting up a positive framework for our minds is a means of survival. Today I find myself slipping into sadness and dispare easily and my only way out has been mindfulness and optimistic thinking. I must accept the world I am in, but I will not let it destroy me, instead I will use my voice and my actions to react to this world. Today I think of Maya Angelou’ poem— Still, I Rise. You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ’Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like suns, With the certainty of tides, Just like hopes springing high, Still I'll rise. Did you want to see me broken? Bowed head and lowered eyes? Shoulders falling down like teardrops, Weakened by my soulful cries? Does my haughtiness offend you? Don't you take it awful hard ’Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines Diggin’ in my own backyard. You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I’ll rise. Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs? Out of the huts of history’s shame I rise Up from a past that’s rooted in pain I rise I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide, Welling and swelling I bear in the tide. Leaving behind nights of terror and fear I rise Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear I rise Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave, I am the dream and the hope of the slave. I rise I rise I rise.

@ganeev484

Nov 6, 2024

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it's quite rare for me to feel confident in my art and confident in posting it online, but i do a lot of this abstract stuff ;) if u wanna see more head over to my art account on ig: r0nis__c0rner  

@macar0ni2

Jan 18, 2025

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a thought from an immigrant thought daughter

no one talks about the unannounced death of a version of you when you move countries. sometimes i can’t control the grief i have for the 8 year old me and the wish to have stayed with her a little longer. having to move is surely a blessing as it opens space for new experiences and people to enter your life. however, when you're a child, everything moves fast and there's little time to reflect because of all the naivety and constant learning. you don't understand the consequences of not spending enough time with your grandmother or how convenient it was to make or even keep friends. it's one thing to move before you gain consciousness. it's another thing to move when you do gain consciousness, but don't exactly know what's going on. maybe this isn't about moving. maybe this is about growing up or maybe it's about both.

@macar0ni2

Jan 16, 2025

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@macar0ni2

Feb 11, 2025