Mithley Van Buuren

“true power is living the realization that you are your own healer, hero, and leader. it is when you share your truth with compassion and peace. your power grows when you make progress in your own freedom and wisdom. those who are truly powerful do not harm themselves or others; instead, they use their energy to enrich all they know with love.”
― yung pueblo, Inward

“They say the world will end soon.
They say that the nuclear weapons made,
Due to fearing 'the other',
Has become a curse, a plague, a scourge
On those who made them
Even more than those they were made to scare...
And I wonder:
Will the nuclear weapons be the cause of world’s end?
Or will world’s end be caused by humanity’s fear, complicity, and submission?

And if what they say is true,
Before the world ends and before I die,
I wish to drink one last cup of cardamom-flavored tea
Taste one last fig, peach, or apricot,
Smell a quince,
Dip one last piece of bread
In Palestinian thyme and olive oil…

Before the world ends,
I wish to smell a few pine needles,
To breathe the smell of the first rain shower
After a long, hot, and dry summer…

Before the world ends and before I die,
I wish to read one more book
Out of the thousands of books that I still want to read…

Before the world ends and before I die,
I ask for one more spring
To smell bunches of Iraqi narcissus flowers.
I want to live one more autumn,
To enjoy the magical colors
Of the dying leaves on the trees
As they challenge death with beauty
Right before falling on the grounds of indifference…

But my biggest wish before I die is
For my death not to be the end of the world…

[Original poem published in Arabic on October 13 at ahewar.org]”
― Louis Yako

“I whispered to my heart “Is everything meaningless?”

“It doesn’t really matter,” It smiled. “Nothing matters.”
― Juansen Dizon, I Am The Architect of My Own Destruction

“There is something about a challenge
I find deeply attractive. I go mad
for a love that doesn’t come easy.
The clashing of wits. The teasing
and toying. The want, the need, the
challenge, the conquest. When we
finally relinquish control and surrender,
I want it to taste like triumph.”
― Beau Taplin, Bloom