Thank you for another great collaboration experience, dear Atticus! You have and inspiring impact on my creativity!

congratulations you two this is excellent ❤️

A dark and thought provoking poem. Coldness is a very expressive metaphor for transience. And this is exactly what we are – mortal. Facing the cold grave, there will be nothing left the but the Eternal soul. We should care for it at least as thoroughly as a knight does for his armor…
Great job, my friend!

Once you accept “self” the candle of time, flickers bright.

Through a repetition to our unconscious mind, we become our own worst enemies. We talk ourselves into defeat and fall into a slot that we can’t get out of even though we know it’s erroneous information.

If I leave my keys in a certain spot for a month, when I lose them I’ll find myself constantly going back to that spot even though I know they’re not there. It’s that constant repeating I previously did that sticks. It’s the same way with self confidence and self talk.

Good one, Damian.

This is good. The opening lines got me. Felt them deeply.

Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Elke. So glad you connected with the write my friend. It happens, we’re all human. lol. Totally agree. Appreciate you.

Damian

hello dearest Damian a lot of great lines in hear I feel you my mind puts me through hell ❤️

Some things don’t need to be spelt out .. but this one most surely did .. I’m guessing a load of people will appreciate the reassurance they are not alone .. Neville

Magnificent poem my friend. Your words always strike a power chord!

“If sanity doesn’t break it has to bend”

Never has a statement rang more loudly and clearly with fact than that one. We’re learning to adjust what we once deemed impossible…to be unjust but still happening. If we pay too close attention, it risks breaking us. If we don’t pay close enough attention, it will take us unaware. We’re walking a tightrope of razor blades these days. I’m finding it necessary to keep my loved ones in constant contact. The comfort of the familiar is a dangerous thing because this reality snuck up on us in a bum’s rush and tackled us flat on our asses. Bend, my friend. I got your back if you need to rest

A brilliant poem, dear Damian! I can absolutely relate to it
We are ourselves greatest enemy. Damned self doubt has never helped anyone, it only blocks our power to take action and stay true to our own opinion.

This is a good interview. I like getting to know the writers on here

I agree, Fia. It was interesting.

Both of you did a great job here! It is an art to ask the right questions that inspire the conversation partner to give uncensored and honest answers. It was really interesting and inspiring to read this interview!

Thank you, Elke.

Thanks for the interview. It takes a special person to interview and get to the heart of a person. And I know it’s always appreciated by the community. I think at the end of the day we all just want to be heard.

Great interview, Adagio. Nick is an honest writer with a style I really dig. Appreciate you both.

Damian

Your pen has power, Naajir. You weld it like a trident of discourse. Because you see that discourse and use it against itself.
Always well spoken with a keen wisdom.

Powerfully penned, Naaj. Excellent write my friend. This has a flow that would make great song lyrics. Nicely done per usual brother. Appreciate you.

Damian

We read this thinking of all the people now wanting to claim innocence, The supporters of Nero and Caligua who supported the emperor even after discovering their madness. The mad rulers campaign on their sickness and still found themselves in power. There is no depth to the madness, you lose yourself using the normal routes to navigate. Tight