Apathy doesn’t announce its arrival. It creeps in silently, putting me in a numb state of survival. Life in gray on a day in May.
An immortal, unbreakable spirit can’t be defeated, for it is everlasting through the ruins and the renewal. The bones come to life.
For too many years of my life, you could’ve called me doormat instead of Amanda. Once I understood this, a self-love supernova occurred. ☄️💫
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I’ve been loving Earth and trying not to worry endlessly about climate change since 2012. The world was supposed to end that year?
🌌 Come one come all, to the Halloween Ball! Wear your best mask since there will be a costume contest on All Hallows’ Eve.🦇
I got inspired to write this after watching a story about a grief-stricken family dealing with a residual haunting in California.
The Depths is a poem I wrote a little while ago. Pain is universal to the human experience. Let’s each try to heal our pain so it doesn’t bleed onto everyone and everything around us.
✰You do not need to heal solo unless that’s what feels right. Community is so important, and I hope we can all build communities where living beings ⭐️THRIVE.⭐️✰
Be mindful out there. People can use spirituality as a tool to sneakily wield power over you. Don’t ever surrender your power! ❤️🔥
📝 My Rage was originally much longer, but there was an occurrence. This is the version I salvaged. Planet Poetic wooo!
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