Mirrors, They Influence Us Into Beings That Burden Us To Be.

There are no miracles

without

the sadness of life.

For in sorrow, turmoil, and hopelessness,

God reveals Himself

most to those who trust in Him. Be strong in God.

Some are young rocks, arrows, spears, barrettes and jackhammers cant penetrate throw them. Opposite, lies the intricates the roses of this world the fragiles. For people like these it needs not much, a word, a gaze or silence and everything is shuttered.

Gumroad

Before Dawn

In "Before Dawn", Kibirige Amon masterfully weaves a poignant tapestry of prose poetry, delving into the darkest recesses of the human exper

In this decorated room, my soul murmurs a prayer that at least this time, this manufactured happiness can last more than just a nights sleep and that I can forget all of myself without coming back the next day for another glassed antidote.

Gumroad

Before Dawn

In "Before Dawn", Kibirige Amon masterfully weaves a poignant tapestry of prose poetry, delving into the darkest recesses of the human exper

Sometimes, my thoughts tangle me up, is this earth just a war between God and the gods, a battle for who claims the most souls in the end?

But then I tell myself, I’d rather be among those where Jesus is the Son, God is the Father, and the Holy Spirit walks beside me.

That is where I fight to belong.

I once heard stories that God saves the cursed, but in this case, I’m sure I am the cursed. And all I need now is His hand to lift this curse of life, this darkness, this weight that I carry alone.

What's heartbreaking is, that some don't even understand the love they demand and desire to be given and this has tremendously led to more oceans of sorrow and unbearable pain.

This life, a gift from the Almighty GOD. But I wonder SOMETIMES if He had let us see first, see what’s here, what lingers in hearts, what other souls are capable of, would any of us have accepted this beloved gift of existence?

Personally, I don't think I would but I thank him now that am here, now that I know that with him this all chaos is bearable.

Read the lines and if you love all the words making up the sentences, know you have no escape. Read the lines, yourself. Avoid interpreters, historians too will do you no good for they are clung to the past and love has always survived in the present.

rantandreleasespace@gmail.com

sometimes you want to deep talk. other times, laugh at how unfair life is. then there are days you want to be crude as hell, unfiltered, messy, real.

but...

social media feels too loud. friends feel too busy. texting feels dry. even your notes app is tired of you.

and still... the heart swells. the mind spins. the soul aches for softness. for being heard without performing. for depth without interruption.

that’s how rant and release was born.

for the ones who: → overthink everything. → replay conversations or decisions on loop. → feel it all and still carry it all. → need to vent but don’t want pity. → want to share but not with just anybody.

it’s old-style. it’s basic. it’s messy. but I promise — when you find me there, we’ll laugh at life together, get scared together, maybe even get cruder together. because in there, it’s us against life.

one email away: rantandreleasespace@gmail.com

no rules. no perfection. just human. though, NOT THERAPY.

Well, what if I had predicted that it was you the whole time and I was replying to you and not your friend.

would it change anything mate.

all this post that you created is sign of power and good heart, a sign of somebody trying to care about how they make others feel mate and I want to assure you that not many people are like you, if truly it's you. you have a unique heart in a world where everyone is minding their own gain

You are unique

You are special and

You should stand tall knowing that you harbor a unique heart and reasoning.

guys

what does it mean if you hurt someone

and

you don’t feel anything

…

asking for a friend

…