Category: Purpose
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Chasing Rainbows
Everywhere, nowhere always chasing rainbows. Everything and nothing all at the same time. Running through life to never get home. I have sat down to write this piece at least ten times now. Ten times over the course of the past three months. Every time I sat down the perfectly crafted words in my brain…
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I See You
I see you. I see you tired and beaten, emotionally drained; I see you. I hear you, I hear your voice for others, the advocate, when no one else will talk for them: I hear you. It likely started at an early age, you were the one that cared for the broken, the misfit, the…
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Grace
Grace is an interesting word. I had an English teacher in middle school that taught us to diagram sentences; to label the words as verbs, adverbs, adjectives, nouns, pronouns and so on. I loved writing, but I didn’t particularly enjoy breaking down the written works and deliberating over the proper use and placement. I was…
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I Made My Bed
4:59 this morning (a Saturday morning mind you, the day I don’t have an alarm set to get up at 4:45) I hear the tv in the living room. It was my favorite YouTube gamer (NOT). I don’t especially like hearing his annoying voice during the day, at 4:59 this morning it was time to…
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Who Am I?
I was asked recently for the purposes of writing a philosophy paper to describe myself the “who I am”. That doesn’t sound hard, right? Dang, if I initially couldn’t describe myself outside of what I look like: 5’5” tall, medium build, blue eyes, white/brunette hair. I then dug DEEP (deep is relative here) and widened…
The Chance Chatter of Chameleons 