Mark noticed that his phone had been ringing for a while now. He didn't want to pick it up but finally had no choice but to do so as people were beginning to stare at him and wondering why he was ignoring his calls.He did not mean for anyone to tag him as a weirdo. He frowned and picked up the call.“Why the hell have you been ignoring my calls! Huh, mark? What the hell is your problem? Or do you want to say that you don't have my money with you?” The person said angrily to mark.Mark rolled his eyes. “Of course I should have known that the only reason you would call me was only because of money. Well don't you worry yourself. I will take care of this, even before you will realize it. I told you that I have a deal to win, and once I do that, you will have your money already available for you! Now don't try to get me angry, Mr. Smith. I'm hanging up now.” He said and was about to hang up when he heard the man's screaming.“Hey, if you hang up and don't pay my money, I swear it that yo
If I am a house, it is built of love, and the floor is my faith in who I am. Your cynicism ate away at the walls and hit the floor until one day it cracked. The perfect house everyone knew and loved fell completely. Recovery was the biggest challenge I have ever achieved, and only possible because I love my family, community and nature. I rebuilt my house, a brick at a time; I put in new floors and polished them to a homely brown. There are times I still find that there is a brick missing here and there, or perhaps the floor needs bringing back to a shine, but I made it.Nothing is ever free, is it, my love? Everything you ever give me is a debt, "remember who gave that to you, remember I did that for you." Every conversation is a subtle competition you are never prepared to loose, for even the smallest of infractions can bring on your anger. You take all the love I give you like it is your right to have it, and in return show only the most superficial of understanding. You dominate m
“Well, I don't trust this person. We should get rid of him anyway!” Dustin was saying angrily to Alara. “Every emotion is okay, helpful in the right situation. The dark emotions are like salt, just a pinch adds flavour, yet too much ruins the entire dish. Envy can be motivation to better the self, when combined with being a good sport and wanting what is best for others, it can bring positive results.” Alara began to say in proverbs and it hurt Dustin's ears so much. He didn't want to head that at all.“Well as much as I would love to agree with you, I know that you are right, Dustin, but Tim and I go a long way. I think I know why he is like this.” Alara said now and was surprised that Dustin had been listening. She went on, “have I told you why the two of us go a long way?” She asked and waited for him to talk. For a moment, she could have sworn she had imagined him shaking his head in denial, and she almost smiled at that thought.Dustin frowned but he knew he wanted to hear Alara
Trauma can happen so fast yet it can linger on and on until there is a chance for real healing and a real resolution. It impacts the health of both body and brain, raising the chances of ill health in both - all linked by cortisol, the stress hormone. What makes things better, the best and proven route, is talk therapy. It is feeling truly heard and letting the toxins out. Then you can move onward with confidence into your future and gain the life you have been dreaming of, the one you have been working toward.She trembled as soon as she picked his call. She didn't even know what to expect. The impacts of a kind moment vs one of emotional indifference are opposites, for one helps to build a well functioning brain and body, the other harms both. Adverse experiences, especially in childhood, add up. “The good news is that we can heal ourselves with counselling, with exercise, with good food and positive attitudes. In this healing of the self we begin to heal others, we begin to becom
"Well, what can I say? I'm honored." Dustin said. He watched Tim laughed.Tim glared at Dustin, eyeing him mischievously,"I mean, I see you're all dressed up. Did you borrow this outfit to come look for a job?" "I suddenly don't feel oblige to answer your questions, Tim." Dustin rolled his eyes.This brought a smirk to Tim's face. "How rude of you. You'll need my help, and here you are spewing nonsense.""Me? Need your help? And why is that?" "Isn't it obvious? I am Tim, CEO of tims motors! I am a king."He replied proudly."King? More like a pauper." Dustin found himself muttering out loud."What did you say??" "I said your suit is cheap. Now get out of my sight." Tim chuckled. "I see you've come to Matyrs. For what? To beg for another cleaning job? Well let me tell you this. I work here, and we don't employ filths! So get lost.""You won't be the one to send me packing, thank goodness you're not my boss." Dustin replied."Yet. I'll be your boss soon, and I'll get you fired immed
"Sir, I have done as you've asked. What is your plan now?" Mindy asked as she saw Dustin talking to himself. She sat with him. He didn't even do as if someone was there, just minding his own business and calculating now and what he would do to his rival. Sometimes she always wondered what it was that was truly going on in that mind of his, but she knew he was very smart and full of advices and plans. And she was always so glad that she was now on their team.Business had to ask themselves if they were exploiting the population or uplifting them, especially in relation to the young and if not, it failed. For what is psychological maturity other than learning how to make wise choices to protect others? The glorification of greed was as a golden tricycle being pedalled in circles at the end of a cul-de-sac... yet believing itself a fancy car shooting into the far horizon. Greed is always the product of a brain with underdevelopment of its more highly evolved features. But there he was
There is a secret garden, built for you and I. It took time and work, but love, it is ready for whence you come. For the door there is one key, fashioned from our woven souls. It exists while we love one another and not a moment more. And so this is between you and I, this place where our souls expand with safety. Beyond the walls are chosen adventures, duties and more... yet within... within... we will have peace.By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, January 20, 2022.With you, lover, the starry night sky feels as a cozy blanket.By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, June 10, 2021.An era of eros, a tick for loving talk, a coming together of the lovers that render living whole.By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, April 27, 2021.The "Legend of the Knight Angel" is a lesson in chivalry from the grandest of masters. It is a story that resonates through the ages and to the core of each soul that exists in each given moment. It is one of the threads of the divine universe and
It had been for a while now that they waited for that day. Dustin and Alara would be led towards the Queens quarter or rather palace. But before that, they had to head to work first and meet some of his business partners before traveling, and she had been quite prepared about that already.She picked up her working copy and dropped it into her hessian bag for the morning along with a new bottle of ink and a quill. Now it was time for her, now the work of the day was done. She sat back on the couch and waited for the knock at the door that would tell her Dustin had come. Dustin who told her that her skin wasn't the colour of soil but the colour of the king's coffee beans, that her hair wasn't simply black but it flowed like the river at midnight over her shoulders. She could do her duty by day, she could be the boring clerk the district required, but night time was hers...Finally, there was a knock on the door that startled Alara. She frowned at herself. Was she nit expecting his kno
Dustin tried to calm his wife down. He realized that she had been truly angered by Esther sudden behavior for wanting to create a grand wedding for Tom and not her. It was truly devastating and he couldn't deny that. "Alara?" He called out to her, knocking gently on the door. His voice remained as warm as early spring, as if her heart beat so steadily even though she took a different view from him. She simply said this was her way of doing things. He could see her balk at first, so accustomed he was the to ways of Alara and her fiery temper. He was different, because he absorbed things and then responded more than reacted, dampened situations rather than adding to the flames. And so before he knew it everything was happy again, it was love all around instead of the bickering he was so accustomed to. It was a sense of calm he grew to love.And he would be teaching it to his wife now. "This path of life is challenge enough," he began to say. Dustin remembered a little of what his moth
On this cloudy morning there are growing patches of blue, the sort of hue that is soft and bright at the same time. Though beneath the sheet of cloud is a grey that deepens to steel, the leading edge is a brilliant white, as if it is the pages of a new book ready for any curious eye. So, on this day that could bring rain or sunshine, I'm hoping for both, for the chance of a rainbow and to feel so much more because the day is blessed with clouds.Light grew steadily outside until the curtains glowed just the same as stained glass. Kevin stuck his head behind the fabric to survey what the day might bring. The road was slick with water, though the puddles remained quite still, no hint of rain still falling. Above the clouds were still grey but without the denseness of yesterday, allowing patches of blue to form.In good moods a writer may paint words that are fine wine and soft music; words that contain more healing medicine than all the drugs created by man. They are clear water over ro
Paul set out to visit Dustin that day, and as he arrived their doorstep, he decided to make a phone call to his sister so she wouldn't say he came in unaware. The phone rang a few times and she still hadn't picked up. When he learned to soothe his impatient self, the rewards were significant. His focus improved, and his relationships became more mellow, and everything in his day worked that little bit better. It made all the difference. Over time he saw others learning from him, relaxing, and the vibe of his family took a turn for the better. She still wasn't picking up for whatever reasons. Finally at the last ring, she picked up. "Yes, Paul ? What do you want?" Asked her voice in a quite impatient manner, like she had been in a hurry. "Where are you to be hurrying me like that?" He asked, wondering why his sister was using that manner to refer to him. Then it hit him. She didn't really like him as well as her husband, and he certainly couldn't blame them at all. He probably would
Esther was with her other queens, and they had nearly ended their meeting. She listened carefully to Regina's silly talks about how she was powerful and well respected. She purposely pointed fingers at Esther, stating that she had been less important just because she was going through some rough times. Esther was silent all through the time because she didn't even bother to pay attention to their silly talks. All she could focus her kind was on her family. She realized that her family had been falling apart slowly. He husband had been acting strangely towards her for reasons she couldn't even explain. But then, she hoped it had been for a great cause. She couldn't even put her mind on that for long. Then there was the issue with her daughter and then with her enemies, Fernando and ezra. alara wasn't safe at all. And she felt like a terrible mother for not being able to do anything about that. There was always something to do. She would gain power no matter the cost. What she needed
"Well, we don't have a head queen so technically, I'm speaking on behalf of her." "Well I don't agree. Until we have a head queen, you don't have the right to strip me off my membership." She said, still standing strong on her word. She was terrified on the inside of course! But she would not show her weaknesses. Regina frowned. "Well until then. But for now, being the owner of my house I say this to you. Get out of my house!" She ordered and more laughter grew wild again. Esther couldn't help but feel nothing but shame. But she wouldn't be waking away just like that. She strode over to Regina then stood face to face with her. "You're going to regret this Regina. In fact, all of you will regret this. I will make an attendance of everyone of you in this room. Regina, Dana, camera woman Anna, Rachel, Danielle, in fact all of you. And I remember vividly of the faces in the room here. I know all of you. Mark my words, you will regret this." And with that, she stomped out sitting the do
Alara and her husband had been expecting the peculiar twain, Ezra Alonzo and Trevor, his son in law. Why they had been asking for an audience with Dustin , he didn't know. All he knew was that they were up to no good. Finally, they arrived and he led them to the living room. He had told Alara to remain inside because his instincts had been right. They only wanted to scan around to check everywhere, and most importantly, they wanted to find out what his wife knew. He was almost certain that they would try to find out a little too much and he didn't know how, so for that reason, he had asked that his wife remained inside. "Welcome Mr Ezra Alonzo and Trevor." dustinsaid, and this brought both faces to exchange awkward stares. dustinknew they were probably wondering how he had known their names. He decided to ease the tension a little. "I was told of your names before you arrived." dustinsaid, and he could see the calmness in their eyes as they each have a sigh of relief. Ezra bro
For the first time in weeks, Mindy made her way over to Dustin again, and she couldn't even explain how exactly she was feeling. For one reason, she was angry. Very frustrated that he was still married to his goddamn wife! She loved him and would always do. And yet, not even for once had he reciprocated her feelings. Heaving in a deep sigh, she advanced forward to make a knock on the door. "Don't worry, Mindy. Breath it in," and with that, she made a knock on the door. It hadn't been a loud bang, rather barely more than a slight knock, but almost immediately, the door had flung wide open. "Oh God, you're back..." He was standing before her, staring like he had been day dreaming, probably wondering what the fuck she had been doing at his footstep. "Oh I thought you were someone else," he said so apologetically. That frustrated her even more. He had probably been excited thinking that she was his dear wife! She had better not show her true emotions to avoid failing on the first day o
"This relationship, Dustin, should be a relation-ship, or a kinship - something that makes us family. I want it to be something that unites our friends, our relations, and not become as a boat cast adrift away from those we know and love. What is good builds up goodness, heals and includes others. What is good is a benefit to us and our community, to the world. It is how we let this love for one another spill out, make a light for others to share. So, my love, hoist the sail; we're homeward bound.""Wait you just thought of saying something as compelling as this to me because what?" He said to her, half shocked. She only smiled back, her eyes and dimples crinkling as she did. Alara was very beautiful although she never seemed to listen to him whenever he made mention of it to her. "Thank you a lot for the comforting words. I won't forget. You know," but he stopped then grinned as he thought of what to say and he knew already that she might have not been too impressed. "But then, e
"Sir, I have done as you've asked. What is your plan now?" Mindy asked as she saw Dustin talking to himself. She sat with him. He didn't even do as if someone was there, just minding his own business and calculating now and what he would do to his rival. Sometimes she always wondered what it was that was truly going on in that mind of his, but she knew he was very smart and full of advices and plans. And she was always so glad that she was now on their team.Business had to ask themselves if they were exploiting the population or uplifting them, especially in relation to the young and if not, it failed. For what is psychological maturity other than learning how to make wise choices to protect others? The glorification of greed was as a golden tricycle being pedalled in circles at the end of a cul-de-sac... yet believing itself a fancy car shooting into the far horizon. Greed is always the product of a brain with underdevelopment of its more highly evolved features. But there he was