Every story leaves a memory, a smile, a tear, a sorrow, a regret, a lost hope; it fills a part of your heart that you cannot erase ever after. And because nothing is permanent, these stories leave our mind and rest in our souls. Every story leaves in us what could remain forever to playback the stories, even if we don’t feel the same; but we can smile, or cry, and say YES, I lived that story!
And some stories allow themselves to be told and when they decide to be told, they choose the storyteller. My blog is all about sharing stories, memories, insights, and wisdom.
Minds in Battle takes the reader on a continuous historical journey of the power struggle between genders—from their youth, to their divorce—, detailing the ways in which the genders are taught to seduce one another, and how they all-too-often mistake infatuation for love. It discusses, empirically, how the choices and decisions made by the genders are biased, being the result of misconceptions, gender stereotypes, cultures, parents, peer-pressure, media outlets, amongst many other factors.
This is an analysis of why we are overconfident; why we are distracted by short-term emotions; why we are self-deceived into thinking our own experiences will be better than others’.
It is only when our decisions and choices turn to chaos that we come to discover how flawed our brains are—and that we are, indeed, no better (or worse!) than others. And yet we unfortunately make the same mistakes, and only through painful experiences do we come to learn the answers to life’s critical questions.
Because the right decision, at the right moment, can make all the difference.
The recording of my interview is now on Chat And Spin Radio Website Listen Again page. The interview was on TUESDAY 13th of OCTOBER TUESDAY’S EVENING & LATE SHOW (PART 1). The link is: https://chatandspinradio.com/listen-again/
I LICKED MY WOUNDS
I licked my wounds for countless years
waited for my confidence to gradually return
I set fire to my blood streaming scars
watched them whilst they hurt and burn
I flew toward the blaze of the farthest falling stars
flung myself into their holocaust,
to the point of no return
I drifted through the darkness of the cloudiest skies
soaked up their blackness and painted my finest art
I drowned myself in Antarctica glacial oceans
frosted my soul and disfigured my heart
I let myself be in so many places
until there weren’t any of me left
And despite all that,
I carried on, like nothing was going wrong
For it was the lyrics of my happiest song
And I bear the entire cost
Of all I’ve deliberately lost
But I had happiness…at least for a while
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