{crescendo} a single beam of the ascending sun shone above the windowsill, striking the sleek surface of the cedar staircase, radiating ripples of golden light. nevertheless, sunday mornings during the winter solstice, we sip peppermint tea at brunch, reminisce in the nostalgic aroma of maple syrup, and tacitly laugh at the conversations we overhear. although…
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{vagabond beings} poem x e.l. jayne
{vagabond beings} as the sunset melts into the great salt lake, i lean my back against the mountain, watching planes take off, one by one. i felt time dividing, then i realized, one might just be the one you’re on. no one understands nomadic romanticism better, we are forever wayfaring souls, mortals meant to meet…
{charred remains} poem x e.l. jayne
{charred remains} because no matter how beautiful a forest grows, the aftermath of a forest fire only shows the charred remains of a past life. –e.l. jayne
Getting Away With Murder — Pointless Overthinking
As an empath, I believe in second chances. Life can be difficult at times and can cause people to act out of character. No one is perfect. 45 more words Getting Away With Murder — Pointless Overthinking
{reality} poem x e.l. jayne
{reality} the only thing I believe in is art. however much I identify with Romanticism, I can only find repose in Expressionism, distorted, exaggerated, unvarnished truths stemming from my imagination, rather than reality. —e.l. jayne
‘moments of distraction from worse things…’
What I write, knowing that it’s bad, might also offer a few moments of distraction from worse things to another sad or wounded soul. That is enough, or rather, it isn’t but it nonetheless helps in some way, and that’s how it is with life. Fernando Pessoa
Work With The Willing: A rule of thumb for human capital management (and life) — Pointless Overthinking
The great resignation of 2021 has been a huge headline this year. After millions of people lost their jobs in 2020, this year we saw millions of employees voluntarily leave their jobs. Here’s my hot take—employers can’t fight this. If somebody isn’t willing, you can’t coerce them to be willing. Even if you do, that…
{untitled poem x} e.l. jayne
you didn’t know and that’s all i needed to know. that is enough, or rather, it isn’t, but it nonetheless helps in some way, and that’s how it is with life. –e.l. jayne
{repercussion} poem x e.l. jayne
I loved you as if, I really did live, In a grey house with a yellow door. –e.l. jayne
{conviction over confirmation} poem x e.l. jayne
{conviction over confirmation} as i sit here on this planet that i believe to be rotating, my main concern is to discover whether or not I’m in a state of peace. well, that’s deceptive. my main concern is that I don’t believe I’m in a state of peace. so I revert to my antidote… red…
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