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Becoming Time
How do significant life events or the passage of time influence your perspective on life? For a long time, I believed life moved in straight lines: effort leads to achievement, achievement leads to clarity, and clarity leads to peace. I thought of time as a neutral backdrop—something that simply passed while I did the real…
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Notes on Leisure
What do you enjoy doing most in your leisure time? This is a response to the prompt above. Leisure, for me, isn’t the opposite of work; it’s where I reconnect with myself. I enjoy unclaimed time—time that doesn’t require me to produce, justify, or perform. During these moments, thinking slows and becomes less goal-focused. I…
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How Tumbleweeds Teach: Humor as Pedagogy
If you’ve ever watched a tumbleweed roll down a Los Angeles street (not saying I have), you know one thing: it’s completely unconcerned about your deadlines. In previous posts, I’ve written about clouds with self-esteem, birds with impatience, roadrunners having bad hair days, and, yes, the occasional dragon who does yoga while accountants panic over…
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A Gratitude Note: Lessons from the Journey So Far
Gratitude, I am learning, is not only for moments of triumph. It is also for the quiet disappointments, the delays, the rejections, the seasons when clarity feels distant and progress feels slow. This reflection is my attempt to honor all of it—the successes and the failures, the doors that opened and those that closed for reasons I…
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My UCLA Study Space
You get to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What’s it like? This is a reply to the prompt above. I adore vibrant, lively spaces that ignite the energy of the world around us and set the perfect mood for reflection and studying. I pay special attention to lighting, preferring bright white bulbs…
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Diary of a Village Boy: The Leopard Spirit 13 (Tales by Moonlight 3)
I ignored the onlookers and went to sit with Fata. The evening was still young, and more children arrived as time went on. The moon shone differently than before; the white underside looked like it was cloaked in a light gray hue. The evening wind was busy doing its thing, and the little commotion of…
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Perspectives: So Big, So Small
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From Los Angeles to the Wild: A Road Trip to San Diego Zoo
There’s a quietly enchanting feel to a Southern California road trip—the way neighborhoods burst with colorful murals and eclectic storefronts seamlessly blend into the highways, the sudden appearance of the ocean with waves crashing fiercely against rocks, and time itself seeming to stretch just enough for curiosity to take the lead. Our adventure began in…
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Quote: Quiet Wins
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Truth
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Life
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Quote on Grace
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Let there be Light
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Sunrise & Sunset
Sunrise and sunset look pretty similar, even though the rays of light travel in opposite directions. Both may occur at the exact location, and their glow appears alike. Occasionally, sunsets glow orange and are surrounded by clouds. I’ll explore words that might capture how I feel and characterize these two events tonight. Anyhow, it’s a…
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Albuquerque’s Night Rain
The sky churns with dark, rumbling clouds, and lightning streaks behind my window curtain illuminate the night with its brief, electric glow. These raindrops are accompanied by soft claps of thunder reverberating through the air, adding to the symphony of the rain’s soft drumming. It’s my first night of rain in Albuquerque, and my excitement…
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Maybe 5
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Colors and Tales
Do colors tell stories too? I would say yes. Have you seen a field of ripe wheat or a bunch of yellow mangoes? The golden heads of wheat tell stories of a potential harvest. The murky water rushing down the hills conveys tales of pollution. From my personal experience, a dusty stream suggests that a…
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Soar
Glide gracefully across the horizonand listen to the sound of your wings. Majestic talons against the gentle skies, a lethal mix, a juxtapose of fierce tenderness—strength and tricks. Shadows cast on the ground magnify,causing critters to scatter for safety. Spread your wings and soar;the sky and the world are yours to explore.
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Nature’s Craftwork
I took this image two nights before Christmas and was amazed by the white cloud resembling a blue whale. I could see various shapes against the charcoal-blue horizon, but the whale was the most remarkable. I couldn’t stop admiring the magnificent view. Do you see how the tree in the center looks like a Christmas…
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Patterns 3
Look at the peaks; they are citadels without motionAnd crevices cut in perfect lines on the mountainsLook at trees; they dance together in the windTheir branches and leaves in peaceful unisonLook at worms; they crawl and inscribe patternsOn Earth, they author unblemished marks and signsLook at the moon, with its glossy morningsAnd the happiness and…
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Muse: Sun Streaks
Sun Streaks What happens when the day comes to an end? That’s a question worth a million dollars, and people often have varied responses. I find myself quickly captivated by the setting sun, leading me to scribble down words or phrases that come to mind. This magnificent view never fails to distract me from the…
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Muse: Smiling Stories
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Nevadan Snowman
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Friendship
What relationships have a positive impact on you? Friends are family we chose for ourselves Friendship is illustrated in love, sympathy, kindness, loyalty, generosity, forgiveness, altruism, mutual understanding, compassion, trust, and the ability to be oneself and to express one’s feelings. I have friends who have contributed to my success in life. Many have offered…
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Worrying
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Lake Champlain, Vermont
You take me higher—you are the reason I sing. Jeremiah Gyang I have seen the tides in the Bay Area, but I haven’t seen a lake with winds as strong as the sea. Beautiful Vermont has it all—mild sunshine, strong breezes, mountains, forests, and the lake! I have crafted a simple Muse below: Lake Champlain…
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What is The Elephant?
I will start by retelling this short and famous parable about the Elephant and the Blindmen, adapted from the book The Elephant in the Dark. This parable speaks volumes about misconceptions and how one-sided, unverified, and faulty ideology could spread erroneous claims and beliefs. A group of blind men learned that a strange animal, called…
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Traveling
How do you celebrate holidays? While in Nigeria, I celebrate holidays by traveling to my dad’s countryside home. I enjoy the tranquility of the countryside—the quiet mornings and evenings and the numerous familiar faces I knew from childhood. I always have this endearing trend of staying away from the noise and pollution of towns. It…
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August Reflection
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Winter Break Memories
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Don’t Worry
Happiness is part of being healthy Don’t worry, be happy, is not just a famous song or quote for commercials, it is a healthy lifestyle. A happy person owns the world. Yes! Happiness is a sign of contentment and peace of mind. These three virtues are crucial to good health. Now, worrying will never lend…
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Dialogue With The Storyteller 1
Entry Of The Storyteller Storyteller: Ah, it’s a monstrously cold evening. Hurry, take a seat closer to the fireside, warm your hands and wait for the night’s tale. I may tell stories of love, adventure, life’s lessons, and that of the animal world. Remember, these stories serve to teach the ways of life. It has…
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Night Poem: Your Love
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Imagining Love
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Night rain
Now it rains heavily with thunder, And with cold, her breezy messenger, I watch the rain fall from my window, Fast, soft drops crash into glass panes This heavy rain ploughed, and sow, Her lullabic seeds across my land, Soft, sweet breezes reign with her Battling a stranger for his umbrella, In pitch darkness cover,…
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Finding Joy by Arunav Barua
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Since I met you
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Seeker
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Dawn
** A slope of rounded hills Black against the horizon Threatening the sun with its fierce thrust With thin clouds streaking across the sky ** The clouds underbellies glow reddish hue The morning warmth fighting the heady moon Wide plains stretched, savannah grass paradise Sometimes lonely trees stand with the yellow grass Ancient, raw, the…
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Even by Robin Bliss
Even when I walk, In deaths dark shadow, And the sun is hidden, From my sight. Yes. When pestilence is near, And people panic afraid. Although fires rage. Or the darkest night, Has come upon me. When illness nears, And isolation is here, Languishing But. With you, my beloved, Close by my side. I will…
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Self Reflection 24: Be Strong, Be Yourself
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A kind poem
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Muse: Our idea
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Self Reflection 17: Companionship
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Folklore: The Straw, the Coal and the Bean from Gutenberg Project
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Self Reflection 12: Patience
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Music in me
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Self Reflection 11: Feed your Faith