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Silent Armour.
There are stories we never quite tell, but carry in our posture, in the way we smile too quickly, apologize too often, or work a little harder
By Test8 months ago in Poets
🧠 Renmakesmusic: The Anti-Algorithmic Truth Bomb We Didn't Know We Needed.
It started the way most things do between me and my brothers: with a link. We don’t really do deep convos. There’s no “hey, how’s your week going?” or long check-ins. That’s not our love language. Ours is pure digital chaos. We speak in Instagram Reels and wild TikToks. The more ridiculous, the better. Dogs chasing their own tails, people falling off hoverboards, weird animations with odd audio. That’s how we stay close—it’s not what we say, it’s what we send.
By Test8 months ago in Beat
The Great Wall Of My Heart.
I sense you in the quiet shift— not seen, not heard, but known. You move like fate dressed up in mist, pulling threads I’ve long outgrown.
By Test8 months ago in Poets
SPELLS OF A RESTLESS NIGHT.
I woke— not morning— cold sheets cling— night’s shadow pressing— lungs tight— words stuck, a scream swallowed whole.
By Test8 months ago in Poets
🎸Strings Attached: A Love Letter Exchange Between Cathy’s Guitar and Her Plectrum.
There’s music in love—and love in music—but what if the instruments themselves could speak? In a sultry, poetic response to Oneg The Arctic’s "Inanimate Love Letter Challenge," two often-overlooked participants in every heartstring-plucking performance finally get their say: Cathy’s Guitar, the faithful and resonant partner of many songs, and one of Cathy’s many plectrums, a wandering spark with a sharp edge and a bruised heart.
By Test8 months ago in Fiction
The Smell of Rain.
Knowing the inevitable Makes my restless heart stable— Like the gentle rain Washing all the fear away, And the pain that came before.
By Test8 months ago in Poets
The Art of Waiting.
It started in a waiting room. I was sitting there for a routine health appointment — the kind of space that’s designed to be neutral but somehow still feels vaguely tense. White walls. A few mismatched chairs. The buzz of fluorescent lights overhead. A couple of people thumbing through their phones. One person tapping their foot. Another flipping through an old magazine.
By Test8 months ago in Humans
A Little Too Much.
May 27, 2025. 14:14 This morning, I woke up feeling amazing. Not just “not bad,” or “a bit better,” but truly amazing. I felt light, hopeful—even energized. For the first time in a while, I thought to myself, Maybe I’m turning a corner. Maybe I’m finally coming back to me.
By Test8 months ago in Psyche
Living Like I'm Already Hired.
I'm job hunting and have been since October last year. Just recently, I’m receiving yet another job rejection email. I spend hours crafting each application and cover letter, hoping that this time, it will be different. And yet, once again, the response arrives—polite but firm, another closed door. I close my laptop gently, take a breath, and sit in the quiet.
By Test8 months ago in Motivation
God Even Cares About Your Neck.
Let’s talk about the neck for a second — not exactly the most talked-about part of the body, right? It’s not as poetic as the heart or as deep as the mind. But if you’ve ever woken up with a crick in your neck or carried stress in your shoulders, you know exactly how important it is. That little bridge between your head and your body does a lot. And honestly, Scripture has more to say about it than you might think.
By Test8 months ago in Longevity
Song Review: "Favour" (Cover by Godswill Oyor).
From the moment the first note of Favour (cover by Godswill Oyor) washes over you, you know you are not just hearing music—you are encountering a sound from another realm. This is not merely a song; it’s an impartation, a mantle, a spiritual river that runs deep into the prophetic undercurrents of Heaven. While the original version by Lawrence Oyor stands as a powerful song of favour, anointing, and divine timing, the cover by his twin brother, Godswill, ascends into even greater spiritual territory—adding layers of intensity, conviction, and holy fire. One might dare say that Favour has found a second wind, a new breath, through the voice of another vessel who carries the same DNA, both biologically and spiritually.
By Test8 months ago in Beat
Consent.. Second Place in I Didn’t Say That Out Loud Challenge.
They never took it. That’s what makes it worse. I gave. Like peeling off my skin and handing it to wolves because they smiled when they asked.
By Test8 months ago in Poets