“The moon looks on with silver eye, As shadows stretch and branches cry, And in the hush, the earth stands still, To feel the wind upon the hill.“

“The moon looks on with silver eye, As shadows stretch and branches cry, And in the hush, the earth stands still, To feel the wind upon the hill.”

I believe that as human beings, our bodies find cold an alien intrusion; heat or warm weather, seems to me anyway, a more natural state to be in.

Your life is shaped by your choices—big and small. From what time you wake up to who you spend time with, every decision either moves you closer to your goals or further from them. The problem? Most of us make choices on autopilot, in the heat of the moment, or to please others. This guide is about taking your power back. It’s about learning how to make better choices—ones that feel good in the moment and in the long run. The kind that align with who you are, who you’re becoming, and what you actually want out of life!

The Heart of man is as complicated and diverse as anything in this world is. Exploring in reflection of the choices society makes.individually As well as as a society. Often in reflection wr can see our weak areas and how we can make more positive choices and contribution. The heart of mankind often bears the weight of contradictions, where love and kindness coexist with hurtful actions and injustices. Reflecting on the wrongs we carry out can be a crucial step towards healing and positive change.

Your dream life isn’t a fantasy—it’s a plan you haven’t fully stepped into yet. This guide walks you through the process of turning vision into reality by aligning your habits, mindset, and environment with the highest version of yourself. It’s not about chasing perfection; it’s about choosing alignment, clarity, and purpose every single day.

Distinguish between the past and present tense, and provide an illustrative example that has been on my mind recently.

Liam, a seasoned tracker, ventured into Blackwood Forest to document a rare fungus but instead encountered an unnerving silence. As twilight deepened, he discovered a mysterious, pulsating azure glow emanating from a circular pit in the forest floor. This strange luminescence swallowed everything, including a pebble he tossed in, and absorbed all sound, creating an unsettling void around it. The pit also emitted a low, resonant hum that Liam felt deep within his bones, making the air around it feel unusually clean and metallic. Fascinated yet unnerved by the unearthly phenomenon, Liam attempted to photograph the pit, but his camera struggled to capture its intense glow. Despite the inherent risks and the sheer impossibility of the situation, his curiosity ultimately overpowered his apprehension. He secured a rope to a sturdy oak and, with a deep breath, lowered himself into the swirling, warm, and comforting azure light, disappearing into the unknown depths of the glowing pit.

Let’s be honest: friendship is beautiful, but it can also be confusing. One day you’re laughing with someone like they’re family, the next day you’re wondering why they don’t text back anymore. And as you grow, your idea of what real friendship looks like starts to shift. So here’s the truth: friendship isn’t about having tons of people around you. It’s about having a few real ones who truly get you.

This is about people believing and dreams, see here I wrote this because I want people to know that dreams can become true if they work hard and believe in themself.

Where the restless river, having journeyed this far and wide, finally begins to surrender its powerful flow, the delta is finally born. Fresh of youth. No longer a single, defined path, the water starts to braid and weave, a liquid tapestry unfurling across the land. Silty fingers reach out, embracing the low-settle earth, depositing the rich bounty intwined from distant hills and plains. The crisp air hangs heavy and humid, thick with the scent of damp earth and the promise of burgeoning life. This is the genesis, the sprawling, watery cradle where land and river become one.

Ever wonder what secrets lie beneath the muddy waters and tangled vines of the Delta? My blog unearths the hidden stories etched into the very landscape, connecting you to the deep roots and rich history that whisper through the cypress trees and rustling leaves. Come explore the Delta with me, and discover a world you never knew existed.

Ever wonder what secrets lie beneath the muddy waters and tangled vines of the Delta? My blog unearths the hidden stories etched into the very landscape, connecting you to the deep roots and rich history that whisper through the cypress trees and rustling leaves. Come explore the Delta with me, and discover a world you never knew existed.

While these journals aren't like Darwin or journals that may be of familiar, these journals are still worth the read. These journals will also include my experience as a Green Witch but also just a journey where you can read about things that I have found, journaled and researched while being in nature.

A poem about my worries for my future as LGBTQ. Will I have to keep fighting for my basic freedom when I’m older or could I finally live in peace?

Modern research is increasingly validating what traditional healers have known for millennia. A 2019 study published in the *Journal of Ethnopharmacology* demonstrated that plant extracts often outperform isolated compounds in treating complex conditions. This is not mysticism, but molecular intelligence.

The Sonnet of Suns is about a young girl who alters the world, highlighting the strength of a dedicated leader.

The poem depicts the speaker's experience of a dreamlike state while awake, characterized by distorted senses, a loss of logic, and a questioning of reality. The world around them becomes fluid and surreal, with colors blurring, sounds muffled, and physical laws bending. While immersed in this disorienting yet beautiful dreamscape, the speaker retains a nagging awareness of the real world, a whisper promising an eventual return to a less enchanting but more grounded existence. This awareness hints at the bittersweet nature of the dream, beautiful yet ultimately unsustainable, foreshadowing a return to the "less beautifully unkind" reality.

What can be done when the mind has over a million thoughts racing through it? How can the noise be so distracting? Simply put; there is a solution. No average joe likes that solution, but it's the best result bearer.

This is a stream of consciousness text about watching an emergency happen through your apartment window