Ringgren

 We can start over, whenever we want. It’s a wonderful opportunity that we have.  Taking it for granted will lead anyone down a dark path. I might not always be aware, what good I release in the world.  But I will try to savor the small moments. What else can I do to make it feel like there’s a meaning to all this madness? I don’t imagine, I’m the only one with self-doubt. In fact, I am painfully aware how it infects all of us,  at some point in our lives. I’ve gotten knocked down to size,  yet again. It hurts, more than I can describe. Maybe it is possible to get out on the other side better?  I sure hope I can do the impossible for the millionth time. That is why, this is Day One.

I didn't find an answer to your question. I wish I could give you the truth, if it could spill easily from my soul. But it won't. I don't work that way. The walls of the chambers of my heart are not easily affected. They are tough, hardened, from continual abuse. The walls protect my essence. What there's left of it. I treasure those last pieces and I cannot let them be compromised. I wish I could give you an honest answer. I hope you will wait for it. I cannot promise it will be quickly, or without work. But I feel confident in saying, that it will be worth it. Remember when you looked into my eyes last summer and told me you loved me? That moment is in there, held in a special place where the sun shines as it did on that day. You didn't expect anything in return. Patience, something I've always felt I was lacking, has come to me in spades since I met you. I will fight for this. **fictional piece**

A fog bank, a lonely road. High beams trying, to break up the mist. I am scared, of my own clouds. They terrify my mind.

I fill my life with meaningless chatter to drown out the emptiness.

I look up at the sky and only see darkness. The looming clouds roll over me, as I try to find my way. Problem about darkness, is that it makes it hard to navigate. Where to go in life, what path to take? The crossroads are many, the decisions equally so, but I don't want to make that choice. So I just wait. If I somehow manage, to circumvent my fear, maybe I'll be able, to just live my life. Reminiscing about simpler times, a childhood, my past, where everything seemed straight. Now, all I see is darkness.

Perseverance Even if they do not see it They spew words of hate Even though they cannot feel it We hurt inside just the same Even if there are no one fighting our fight We stand together strong Even though there will always be resistance We will fight back We have perseverance and stamina I will always be ready to stand up Even if I'm standing alone Because I believe in the fight - This poem drew inspiration from a blog post by a man I admire very much. He talks about the importance of knowing that even though you think the words you say, are just that - words, you need to realize that these words can still hurt. It's too easy to claim your freedom of speech, you need to make sure that you do not mistreat that privilege. Stranger on the train He's standing there, silently watching the world go by. I want to reach out, but my fears hold me back My friend calls on me, taking a candid picture. The man is captured with me, I wonder what his name is. We meet strangers all the ti...

Well, the podcast is teasing me a little bit so I'm holding off on that for the time being. I've been inquiring a friend of mine, about moving to Los Angeles, and he seems onboard to help me with making that a reality. I can't really express how much I want that. I've been wanting to move to Los Angeles for a long time, and now that I'm almost done with my masters I can finally see this coming to fruition (love that word by the way, how come the english language has so many awesome words?) Well, anywho I'm currently looking for employment over there and it's a real test of patience I must say. And with my masters it's really hard to figure out what to do, and what to apply for. Sigh. In other news, I'm not in a Christmas mood at all. Actually I'm really in an unhappy Christmas mood. It's like, everything in my world is pressing on the edge and trying to get my attention and I feel so uncoordinated, missing my family, writing on my master thes...

Well well well. I'm doing something different from now in, since I've had an epiphany. I love my English language a lot more than my Danish. So I've decided that I will do my blog posts in English instead. I feel more at home in this language than I have ever done in Danish, even though it's my birth language. On with the actual blog post now. I've had a lot of life changing moments in this past month or so. I've reconnected with my Christian faith, I've gained a little more confidence regarding my abilities as a writer and a poet, and I've been branching out into reviewing and being really involved with a new forum that I've been a part of since it's inception. I feel that in a short time, I've became a much better version of my self and I try to be as true to myself as I can. I've been thinking about putting up a podcast, because I love writing in the English language, but I also love talking the language. I've lived in Scotland for...