The Kind Quill
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The Kind Quill serves as a writer's blog to entertain, humor, and/or educate readers and viewers alike on the stories that move us and might feed our inner child
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Proactive Shrouds of Glass
The things that go on in your life that you tend to see after years of not knowing its there. Changing big moments in our lives helps give us the best opportunity for growth. Moments of transition from working at a different place to moving out of your family home, change. We are engulfed in a position where we are put to the test. Relying on others to help get us by or having family and friends provide us ease of access to our successes. We can appreciate and accept the help when they come but it is up to us to push that button of self-reliance. Our growth and independence pride us in making sure we are able to get things done for ourselves first while achieving the help and assistance second.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Motivation
Shaded Vibe with the Night Sky
Scattered noise with crazies jumping around, signs of no movement when all they do is hop to make something. Rather than take their skills to someplace more futuristic, going from kart to kart with the same old music. Stuck underground with nowhere to run, having to listen even when headphones are on. Take a deep breath and count to ten, for once it’s over, it has already began.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Confessions
Stairway to the Future
Mr transition that comes and goes, you help change from one thing to another as if nobody knows. You can be smooth or you can be tough, but somehow it’s never enough. Change is hard when you know what you want, starting new good habits and keeping some old ones to start. You fought your way through, the times that were most troubling, came out stronger, with some armor and molding. You lived in the moment and built some boundaries, now it’s time to transition into the life that’s worth living.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Confessions
A Journey to a new You
New Years means new goals. New starting point to do the things that you planned out. New goals to accomplish. Truth is we end up falling in the cracks and falls downhill until we fail and resort to our old habits that keep us from achieving success. Here is where we go in a circle of “finding ourselves” but we just stick to what we are comfortable with and a slow growth becomes a limbo of experiences. What can a person focus is intense emotions. Something like anger promotes determination thus creating motive. That feeling lasts long enough to either complete the project or glide through the experience that generated the burst of endorphins throughout the body.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Humans
The End of an Era 2021
So here we are. Lost or afraid. So much of life has changed that now it’s just a path of unknown consequences. Unable to fully commit, fear of abandonment, worried about being put aside or not heard right. Now more than ever things are going to progress and with each hard step, comes a sacrifice. Those whom you hold dear now reside in a place within your heart never gone but not forgotten. The avenues you go through to see yourself in a new light.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Confessions
The Runaway
You’ve done the unthinkable, you’ve pushed me away. All the pain and fear will no longer stay. The toxic memories that have been haunting day after day, have now broken me to where no one can slay. I put my trust and faith in you all, yet you still couldn’t help me, y’all made me fall. I thought I could listen, overcome my flaws, but all I kept hearing, is that it’s all my fault. Released panic with slight bitter rage, I come to you all, through the words on this page. Things overcame me, words with spears, be a man, grow a beard, have a girlfriend, so you’re not weird. Family words that came from a distance, it’s all too much for my anxiety, what if I went missing.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Fiction
New Found Glory
A little tree that’s left behind, not enough green or branch to climb. Words of bloom to give clarity, confusion was running wild while a portion was lost insanity. Communication is key when we don’t get it, keep each other sane so neither of us bends it. Work for our freedom and take pride in our success, reminding us how to never forget. What makes us strong and who we are, the people that touch us and hold pieces of our hearts.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Confessions
Forgive and Forget
I forgive you if I end up mean to you. I forgive you if I give you tough love that hurts. I forgive you if we end up fighting (again). I forgive you If I take time to myself to try new things. I forgive you if I’m not present when you want me to be. I forgive you if YOU think I’m abandoning you when I’m not. I forgive you for you caring about yourself when I was reaching out for a friend in my time of need. I forgive you for caring too much about you. I forgive you if I made you think I was falling in love with you. I forgive you for making me happy.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Poets
Santa’s Workshop
The draft of wind so cold to breathe, the leaves has fallen so smooth and clean. Change in weather that’s quick to the senses, falling under the weather becomes truth enhances. Spiked mask and wind proof coats, wool hats and gloves of fake faux. A trip through the mind of the things that merry, the happy times that brought this cherry. Blooming like a flower with spikes and beauty, gives scents to the masses that grab their maturity.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Poets
The Unwrapped Present
Ending this year with hope and some regret, having experienced so much that my brain needs to set. Looking over the year that’s gone a closed, how much growth that’s happened with the person I’ve told. All the spats and words that’s been thrown at each other, some stayed, while others slowly drifted away. New moments and things come to light, lives change because of a fight. The good times are over and there’s no changing track, people are changing and not turning back. The ones you loved and gave your heart to, hoped they will stay and not give up on you. They think they tried to reconcile the truth, but now with separate lives, there’s no more me, and you. You make the attempt to make stuff happen, but it’s like they disappeared, and left with the magic.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Humans
Conflicted Conundrum
Confusion of scales. Tempted to touch, time and space heals all wounds when you’re in a crutch. Time creates space while tape holds close, the more you lie in wait, the better other things form. He keeps people waiting, like a line at a con, has his time, then go and move on. Doesn’t like sharing but cares to egg on, turns people down, when he just wants one.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Humans
Episodic Meltdown of Nothing
Going through motions. Silence, pressure, nothing. That's what it feels like. Nothing. Waking up to the confines of self. Not pressured, not rejuvenated. Motivation escapes this mind as the clouds of lost freedom drags me through its atmosphere. Not really living but neither dying as well. A sense of limbo that is just as is. You stay in stagnation for a wave to move by. No hope but the interest of what will take me away. What will change my mind and flip this switch where my mind goes in silence. Triggered by the thought you move around this weight of existence to understand the state you're in. You move your hands around the objects.
By The Kind Quill4 years ago in Psyche
