Blue Dymond
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A little bit of everything from Psyche, to fiction, to poems. Come take a look around, we're all friends here!
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Dancing Through The Darkness
I always knew that when I grew up, I wanted to be a Prima ballerina. According to my mother the moment I learned to walk was the moment I learned to dance. It wasn’t long after that, that I was performing pirouettes and arabesques throughout our living room.
By Blue Dymondabout a year ago in Fiction
How I Teach My Son (His)tory. Top Story - February 2021.
My eldest is just old enough to understand the difference between him and the child sitting next to him. He's becoming vocal about what he sees and perceives as unfair and unjust, while also voicing the need for, in his words, everyone to just love each other everyday. Sadly, my goofy, handsome, spirited child is also standing on the line, in what society normalizes, between cute innocent child and possible threat.
By Blue Dymondabout a year ago in History
Waves of Despair
The storm roared and churned with a dangerous ferocity that seemed almost alive in its wrath. Dark clouds swirled overhead, and the wind howled as though it was sealing the fate of those who were on the raging water. The icy drops of rain were a constant shock as it poured down seeming to match the sea’s anger.
By Blue Dymondabout a year ago in Fiction
Even If You Are Not Ready For The Day It Cant Always Be Night
When Kanye west finally released his Donda album, after constant delays, I thought he was about to drop some fire. Since I enjoyed his last religious album so much I just knew this album would be just as good if not better.
By Blue Dymond3 years ago in Psyche
To Love Thy Neighbor Like One Loves Themselves
Times Were Tough It was at a time when I had just lost my job and as a single mother with 2 boys and no support system I just knew that we were going to be homeless. I had enough money in my account to pay rent, get some groceries and put enough gas in my car to get us to do both and get home. I was staying in income based apartments so my rent was only 700$ but when you're jobless it might as well have been a million dollars. I was lost, afraid, and an emotional wreck.
By Blue Dymond3 years ago in Families
