Freedom From The Past

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“Dead family walking!”

The family was chaotic from day one.

They being an absentee, alcoholic father, and a probably-suffering-from-a-mental-illness mother not understanding love.

A child being cheated out of something before her existence had ever really begun.

So many unusual life lessons played out where mediocrity would flourish.

Determined small steps tested the authorities; she tried where she could.

Her willingness to rise above engaged with her persistently in the aftermath of their lives.

She took control of all in her realm, determined to do what was best.

The past is now safely in the rear-view mirror.

Today promised ever-increasing clarity going forward.

Three Day Quote Challenge – Day 3

Today’s quote is the final one in this challenge.

“What I’m looking for in my interaction is critical thinking on the part of the person pitching to me.”

Brad Feld

Here are the Rules:

1. Thank the person who nominated you

2. Post a quote for three consecutive days (1 quote for each day).

3. Nominate three bloggers each day.

Here are my nominees:

Brandon – Chaotic Shapes

Jacob Ibrag – Eyes Plus Words

Lucy Lu – Chasing Quotes

 

Three Day Quote Challenge – Day 2

Today’s quote is the second in this challenge.

“Pain is what creates my music.”

Pink

Here are the Rules:

1. Thank the person who nominated you

2. Post a quote for three consecutive days (1 quote for each day).

3. Nominate three bloggers each day.

Here are my nominees:

Amman Khan

Ankit Sharma -Dark Anki

Deranged Minds

Three Day Quote Challenge – Day 1

Hello writers,

I was nominated for The Three Day Quote Challenge by The Rendevous Club. Thank you for for the nomination!

“Waste no more time arguing about what a good man should be. Be one.”

Marcus Aurelius

Here are the Rules:

1. Thank the person who nominated you

2. Post a quote for three consecutive days (1 quote for each day).

3. Nominate three bloggers each day.

Here are my nominees:

Aston Kamunde

Poet of the Wild

Times of Lion

Black

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Guest post by Terry Susi
One of the most creative people I know, and love!

You ask for my Darkness

That which devours my soul

But do you have the strength to bare

What hides in this Cold

Layers

Upon Layers

Of lies that I’ve told

Protecting the truth of what

Feeds here and grows

Would you thrust your own light

Into the Void that is mine

Or try to Retreat

From the Secrets you find

And what if

You become

The Haunted One

Your own light dimmed down by

My monstrous one

What if the Whispers from

My darkest part

Are as knives that pierce through

Your beating heart

Words into Weapons

To rip you apart

You ask for my Darkness yet

The cost is severe

You must give up your Light

To See

What lurks here