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  • I Weep for The World

    Innocence is lost. Chaos has ensued. Tears are streaming as the world is now engulfed in flames. A pandemic brings all hidden issues to the surface. Finger pointing. Politicizing. Prejudicing. Discriminating. Fighting. Hating. All of these ills brought forth now make me silently weep for this world. I hope we will heal from this pandemic…

  • Connection to Complexity

    We are all a part of nature. Fertilized by a man’s sperm, we’re sprung from the womb of a woman whose body gives birth to all of humanity. As a part of nature on Earth, we will encounter and bond with a plethora of humans in some capacity and formality. And, with connection to people…

  • Reawakening in Life

    The glass has broken, The chips have fallen, Pandora’s box is open. We’re all imperfect. We are all chipped, In all kinds of ways. A pandemic arrives, Sweeping away any Fallacies that we all Put forth in our mind. Who are we? Do we know? Why are we here? What’s our purpose? Reawaken me, Don’t…

  • Liquid Concerns & Regrets

    I’m very worried about your future. Where will you be centuries from now? When is your judgment day coming? What will we do when your water dries up And nothing but tons of your salt is left? How much more shit can you handle from all the horrors, tensions and abuses we force into your…

  • Coronavirus Coping Tips

    Tips on being productive with work when working from home Concentrate on completing your tasks and don’t let any distractions sideline you from doing this. Make a mental plan of how to complete each task and follow it. This will train your mind to make sure you get your tasks done. If you have a…

  • No Other Words

    *sigh* Darling. *sigh* Honey, I wish I could . . . I want you to be . . . *sigh* Ho–, how can I tell you how much I; I am, *sniff* in love with you and have been for a very long time? *sigh* There, I said it. I said those words, the forbidden…

  • Dreaming While Sleeping

    Nighttime dreams are an arena, for the subconscious mind to hash out all the sludge the heaviness, the deep seated unfinished and unresolved emotions and traumas we all bury into our psyche. my fears and my hurts carry themselves into a stream of scenarios and situations displayed as a movie in my dream, a movie…

  • Judgment Passing

    You can slice my name With a steak knife, Cutting it into pieces, But don’t ever, EVER Judge my situation. You have never strolled In my slippers and boots. My pain and agony doesn’t negate Anyone else’s suffering in the world. I have never silenced you, Dismissed you, Ridiculed you, When you told me about…

  • Calm

    Like the spring breeze that blows the trees which carry wind onto my face through my open windows, I feel a deep sense of calm. Peace. Tranquility. Listen to it, the silence, the stillness. Earth speaks. We should listen. Hear no words, Speak within Be still. Be calm. Be peace. –by Maria Mocha © 2020

  • A Woman’s Love Letter to Herself

    I REFUSE to Ridicule my tears, Deny my distress, Be at WAR with my body, Denigrate my appearance, Excuse my valid feelings, Disregard my intuition, Not obtain help when I need it, Not speak out when necessary, Not assert personal boundaries, Not value myself as a human being. I WILL Believe in my heart’s calling,…