Life is a Chessboard. I never thought I’d be in one— not until I realized I was already part of the game. I thought I was playing, but no— I was only...Read more

I wanna be mad— mad at the strings, mad at the one who controls, mad for letting them control me. Mad at who I am, mad at who I let myself be, mad at...Read more

Oh God, protect my downfall, my weakness, my knees. God, I pray I never show that to my enemies. They can strike me as they wish — I’ll endure; I am ...Read more

I couldn’t stay still — my hands keep fidgeting, awkwardness spilling. It’s hard to walk when the floor keeps rumbling; hard to act normal when my he...Read more

My Heart lures my Mind to cause drama, to stir issues, to spark conflict, to create problems. Yet it offers my Mind a reward — the chance to speak hi...Read more

As I admit I’m obsessed with the Sun, I asked God, “Is there a human as bright and warm as the Sun?” He answered by letting me meet someone as warm a...Read more

I envy those whose hands can hold beauty— within, and with them— how it stays, how it glows for them. Once, I held a Sun in my hands— radiant, alive,...Read more