HORIZON

"The true horizon is actually a theoretical line, which can only be observed when it lies on the sea surface. "

Prospective is a mutha fucka

See through my eyes you can't.

Let me describe it to you best way I know how.

Listen to the words and the rhythm in which they're said. Hear the emphasis, the staccato, lulls, breaks, and bridges. Join me in my head through every sight, sound, taste, and smell, I express with passion and conviction, sentiment and feeling.

Still you may hear it different.

It may not be bass and treble, it can be as simple as cases being upper and lower, we will both recite that "W" is the letter.

What I see is real, I see something. I see the horizon when they say it's coming, until I scew my focus and the line becomes blurry and my surroundings become clear and far too close to me.

The scene is the same. I change.

I can look at anything in anyway.

"Perspective is something else." I shake my head and say.

Twisted in the worst and the best way.

"Life Sucks and is so Beautiful."  -Warner Bailey

Featured: Morning Addition "Purpose"

Good Morning All ☀️!

Happy Day After Birthday to Me 🎂!

Enjoy this perfect day, let's dish about where I've been later 😉

Today's Feature is brought to you by Medium. I love this site/app (not a paid endorsement, just an honest opinion). I literally just became a member right now.

I woke up this morning feeling renewed and motevated. This read by Dan Pedersen helped boost my spirits and captured my sense of rejuvenation.

It's a quick read and I hope you can take it and apply it today, I know I am.

You can find it here:

“Purpose” https://medium.com/personal-growth/purpose-5057a5493907

Day 2 30/30 Poetry Challenge

I'm in love with the prompt from http://www.napowrimo.net of day 2 of the National Poetry Month 30/30 Challenge (30 Poems in 30 days!?!?!)

Taking a cue from our craft resource, an essay by Katie Rensch on the poetic “I”. we’d like to challenge you to write a poem that plays with voice. For example, you might try writing a stanza that recounts something in the first-person, followed by a stanza recounting the same incident in the second-person, followed by a stanza that treats the incident from a third-person point of view. Or you might try a poem in the form of a dialogue, which necessarily has two “I” speakers, addressing two “you”s. Another way to go is to take an existing poem of yours or someone else’s, and try rewriting it in a different voice. The point is just to play with who is speaking to who and how. Happy writing!

When I first saw you we were young

I thought you couldn’t see me 

Young and dumb

You were the first to make me cry

You were the last before we died

The moment I knew

That moment I shared

I shared it with you

My last moment was our moment

I died alone with you

You looked at me the moment we died the same exact way you did when we were young

I could never look at you like that then

I couldn't look at you at all

Young and dumb

I've hurt you so many times

I wish it were me alone who died

In your arms

Or by my bedside

I said to myself when I first saw you

I want to grow old and die with that one

That one was you

I died alone with that day with you

I was there

The day they met

I was there the day they died

You should have seen the look in their eyes

-Warner Bailey 4/2/18

FEATURED: This is you Healing

I stumbled upon this article today after reading a very disturbing piece about a man who found out that there was another man secretly living in the ceiling of his apartment for months and taking very detailed notes about his comings and goings, his cats, and other personal things. You can read about that story here or if you follow me on Pinterest I have it saved under "SERIOUSLY, WTF".

So after reading that super creepy story I scrolled down and this title caught my eye and peaked my interest so I'm sharing it with you today as part of my FEATURED category where I randomly feature someone elses work whether I know them or not. Just simply because for ine reason or another I found them to be nite worthy at the time. Enjoy!

This Is You Healing
By Dishika Trivedi, March 17th 2018
There are going to be days where you wake up with a heavy chest but all you feel is the void getting deeper within you. That’s completely okay.
This is you healing.
Feeling and acknowledging what is happening around you.
Healing isn’t a ten pointer list of moving on when you hit the rock bottom, nor is it about undoing the past. It is not about deleting parts of you filled with them. It has never been about erasing the memories.
It’s about making peace with your pain. It is realizing that in this world of superficiality, where most of us are on a constant quest to keep ourselves numb from pain and life, you dove in deeper. You’ve been exceptionally strong to do that. You had something real, something beautiful which made your heart sing. Somebody mattered to you and probably you mattered to them too. You earned experiences and lessons that would last a lifetime, just right to serve you a wonderful
platter of memories to look back and smile on.
Healing is loosening the strings of control and embracing impermanence as much as you’d embrace certainty. It’s more about working towards a better you with this new wave of clarity than pricking yourself apart bits by bits trying to make sense of what went wrong.
Healing is looking within yourself, cleaning up the scars and the bruises but beware, never go for a band-aid fix; for healing is a process in itself. It is a constant process which exposes a part of you that you had never been in touch before, the parts which continue to glow even with their brokenness.
It’s about marveling your thought process. Acknowledging where and how the negativity sweeps in and making a conscious effort to replace it with wholesome positivity. It is about allowing yourself the freedom of time and space that you need to be at peace with the turmoil stirring inside.
Healing is giving life the permission to express itself in a thousand different colors of possibilities while you absorb in the most you can, savoring the creation of the masterpiece that you are.

FEATURED

"We are taught as daughters to stay quiet and not make a scene. I had to learn to be loud, rough, and mean. I don't want girls to go through what I have since 16." 

-Thank you for this post Kristal Kay Schlichting-Fees on Facebook!

Once again right on time during a conversation about this exactly. Not sure if this is your original quote or something you felt needed to be repeated either way, please keep being you and letting your soul be free with expression.

"Life Sucks and is so Beautiful." -Warner Bailey