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While you were raging
While you were ragingThe world moved onThe ones who struggleAre the ones who scornWho find comfort in your pityTo honour their ownWho pacify your regretsTo deflect from their own While you were ragingYour world moved onAs you trusted the pitifulYou discarded your homeInevitable was the outcomeOf being aloneWhat you sought to avoidBecame your new home…
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Getting it wrong
Life has never been simple, and only threatens to become more complicated with each day that passes. Sometimes I flirt with the idea that perhaps I was destined to struggle with so much so that I can learn the lessons that need to be learnt to share them with others. But my gut says that…
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Who defines your behaviour?
Understanding can only result from sincere interest in what someone is going through. When we try to advise without first seeking to understand, we’re judging, rather than supporting. We’re dictating, rather than uplifting. Doing for others what you would have done unto you is never more true than in that moment when you find someone…
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A brain dump
The obstinacy with which I once wrote, escapes me lately. It was an obstinacy borne from the absence of expectation. Self-awareness is easily distracted by familiarity that we may share with others. In a moment of inclusion after a lifetime of isolation, the self is quickly lost. Re-finding that which was lost becomes an arduous…