http://slow.writerscafe.org/kdreeves The original writings of author Karen D Reeves en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776089630 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Inspired by a "rant" by Hell Bound Soul ["My Side"]. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kdreeves/1481215/ you laughat my reality[thinking there is only one]my foreign truthwith it's riddled tongueof another placethat you tell me cannot beand i tell youthat where are you are i cannot stayi left it long agono turning back nowbut i will wait for you who are in my heartand ther.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kdreeves/1480071/ I really don't care about the darkness. I don't care if it thinks it has power over us. I know it wants us to believe the lie--the lie that it is stronger, bigger, faster and more powerful, than any dance in the light or praise to the sky we could offer, than the earth and all the creatures therein,.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kdreeves/1480066/ part 1i only feel whole when i forget the world and i imagine it is just me and nothing else naked feet on earth under a night sky full of stars and whatever i do whether with word or movement or silence i sing to something beyond all that i can see or touch or smell reaching up and up until i fee.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kdreeves/1480065/ don't hold me back or hold me downget in my wayi'll figure how to goaroundyouwhen it comes to whati want and deservei will have the lastwordi don't care who youthink i amframe me anyway youwantbut keep it toyourselfi will not hand youthe baton in a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kdreeves/1480064/ i am Doubting Thomaswith stubborn faith and forever questioninglooking for proof of thatwhich my soul cannot loose from it's handyet which does not remove all thorns from my sideand soi struggle on towards Damascusknowing, yet blindlonging, waitingfor the burning of the.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kdreeves/1480063/ strippedemptybrought to every broken placenailed to an unseen crossa journey unrecorded by all but the Universeunrecognizable and unhailedand nowhere to gobut down or upand up highermaybe sometimes we don't leave ourselves the choiceany choice but the hurricane of nothingness.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kdreeves/1480061/ all things have escaped my wording atsome timethere seems now left only onethis one, this miasmic graythat finds me in the safety i pretendto trust and wakes me from the liereminding me it's slinking selfis always lurking, hiding in theclosets of my mind,in the corners of the r.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kdreeves/1480060/ i may leave before you think i shouldbut if i do don't worry there is no failure, only choice and i just got tired of the role stepped off the stage to rest and contemplate the next having chosen my exit i am only backstage maybe on a walk down the street but i am not lost, onl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kdreeves/1480007/ i move into the space of which I amthe sentinels that once werethe guards of this sacred spacenow recognizing me, allow me pastthe threshold of what was and had to bei am barely past but continue slowlyforwarda new frontier ahead welcoming me home flat earth giving way to stratosp.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/kdreeves/1480004/