Thank you for allowing my ink to splatter, Brenda. I don’t know why we don’t team-up more often. My dirge is available even in the throes of my tuna casserole.

This is good. The flow is nicely done. Nice job to both of you.

When I read your musing, a quote of Friedrich Nietzsche was the first thought that came to my mind: “You must have chaos inside to give birth to a dancing star. “It’s exactly the chaos, the self doubts, the questions upon questions, the deep reflections at night which give birth to a dancing star of inspirations writings and deep thoughts. Great work, dear Damian!

This is a good piece of musing, Damian.
This is so true
“Timid people constantly read the room

While they study the human psyche “

Amazing piece Damian. Thank you for sharing 🙏

I think it all comes from being wounded too many times. I identify with this very much.

Wonderfully written Damian. Well said. Keep up the great poetry my friend.

Dude, I’m not timid at all and yet I still read a room! I am extremely observant of my surroundings. It’s a crazy world yaknow!
Your write is a crowd of personalities, interesting in each of their ways. The rhyme makes it flow really well. It’s carrying a beat all its own. Well versed Damian.

hello dearest Damian this is excellent I can relate to the searching and lonliness of not being satisfied with pat answers ❤️

It takes so many approaches and responses to survive these days. And not the least of which is temporary retreat and regroup. How do your pieces always seem so relevant to every moment? Prophet, I’m telling you. Keep assembling the pieces of the puzzle, my friend

There’s a real honesty here in the way you weave survival, wisdom, and self‑doubt into one puzzle feels deeply human. The closing admission about chaos being “demanding” hit especially true.🙏🏻🕊️

Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you connected with the write my friend. One of my favorite stanzas as well. Thank you for your continued support my friend, right back at ya. Appreciate you.

Damian

Reminds me of the matrix with the red and blue pill. Either face reality or live in fantasy.

Great ink friend.

Damian you formed this into a great poem of rumination. Very much loved the way this unfolded. So much wisdom in your words. Truly great poem my friend.

John

Marvelous write Brenda. You always capture the emotions and feelings so perfectly.

hello beautiful one thank you graciously for the love her it’s felt ❤️

Who’s to say when our godhead or universe should speak to each of us. There may be an unknown equation that determines when the voices appear. Is it possible that others are impersonating our universe and we’re reacting to feedback. Just a question Lady, tight

God as I understand him created the demons…they are a part of our universe…God himself is very dark look at the world and even nature it’s not hard to tell when he is pissed off just people pretend they don’t…he has instruments of darkness to experience the other aspects of his personality as well as being kind humble and a genius… when I complain about innocence he tells me you don’t know that being or what they need… so there it is the way I understand things ❤️

you too sweet lady good morning ❤️

I would not be afraid to know the worst of you. Some well put together. 🖤💜

excellent write