Digital Abstract Art, encouragement, quotes, Short Stories

The New Culture Of Pretense

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Authenticity is so important to one’s well being, but seemingly it’s absent a majority of the time in this new culture of pretense.

Sadly, bait and switch has become the norm rather than the exception. It’s alarming that those who practice this behavior see no harm in deceiving others to fuel their own progress! Thankfully, in the end, there is such a thing called Karma. No bad deed goes unpunished and no good deed goes unrewarded!

Be your authentic self and let others love you for who you are — the real you! In similar fashion, practice acceptance of others. No two people were created the same. Through our differences do we learn to foster tolerance, growth and belief in powers greater than ourselves.

If a person’s actions conflict with their words, chances are authenticity has been compromised. Habits, good or bad, are hard to break! Conclusion, I’d bet my money on actions any day – – for they speak louder than words! Don’t be deceived by schmoozers. Let time reveal a person’s true identity.   Respect others as you too wish to be respected. Show appreciation often. Criticize constructively. Find joy in simple things. May peace and happiness be with you now and always as you journey towards being your authentic self!


Contents compiled: September 4 2019
Originally published: September 7 2019
Artwork by: Moylom Art Studio
Copyright © 2019 Moylom Art Studio


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Digital Abstract Art, Digital Art, Kids, Music, Poetry

I choose joy


I’ve gone the way
of telling myself
that this life I’m creating
will lead to freedom
and less stress.

I toil at a job,
glaze-eyed and half present,
daydreaming to be on a beach
pursuing my true passion.

To work from anywhere
is my deepest desire,
not tied to a zip code, building
or unscrupulous managers.

Earning a living
doing what I love,
working smart, not hard,
the reverse of my life now.

Self talk says, “Stick with it,
you’ve got what it takes!”
My prayers go up to heaven
for guidance and grace.

Setting a positive example
for my offspring to emulate,
my youngest has taken flight,
her own creative journey awaits.

Captivated by the wisdom
her young life shines on mine,
I laugh at her antics
as I cease toiling for awhile.

“Pick me up! Pick me up!” she begs,
“Please? Pretty please?”
“Oh darling I fear
you’re getting too big for such treats!”

But I oblige her one more time
as I know very well,
these moments are fleeting,
time does not stand still.

The joy I find,
as I gaze upon her smile,
brings me back to my purpose
of seeking a new life.

Self talk says,” stick with it,
no turning back my friend!”
In your search for freedom
you’ve found joy times ten!


Contents written May 6 2019
Digital Art by Moylom Art Studio
Copyright @2019 Moylom Art Studio







Watch “for KING & COUNTRY – joy.
(Lyric Video) (4K)” on YouTube
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Poetry, Short Stories

Parting is such sweet sorrow

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Today, I placed many of my treasured possessions, into the hands of others. They served me well. They gave much joy. I loved them dearly. I was reluctant to part with them, but delicately placed them into the hands of others in hopes their new owners would love them as much as I did.

Letting go lightened my financial burden but warmed my heart knowing that someone might also be enriched by my gifts.

Recycle the treasures, share the love.
Letting your love flow freely allows it to float into the arms of someone who may truly appreciate it. In so doing, you too will be richly blessed.

My darling,
I must let go of you now,
For I must toil for our daily bread,
But I will return to you in the morrow,
For it is you to whom my heart belongs.

My friends,
I must say goodbye this season,
For I must resume my duties after good tidings,
But I will cherish our festivities,
For tis you I choose to be my brethering.

My precious treasure,
I must let go of you now,
Though you have given me much joy,
So you may give pleasure to another,
For in giving shall I also receive.

My happiness,
I must part with you for this period,
As my heart is full of grief,
But I will see you on the other side,
For tears bring cleansing and clarity.

My sadness,
I must bid you adieu,
As I exchange you for laughter,
But fear not I will visit again
For true joy comes from understanding pain.

To return,
One must first depart,
So as you read these words
Don’t be sad that this poem ends
For it only signifies there is a new one to begin
And we shall all meet again.

Farewell my darlings, I love you all.

Hugs,
A
😔🌷☺

 


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Image source: Digital Art by A~I.R.B.
Contents compiled: January 30 2017
Originally published: January 30 2017
Copyright © 2016 Inner Ramblings Boulevard


Short Stories

(My) Sleeping Beauty

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I held you in my arms today
Waiting for you to wake up.
It’s been a while since I held you like this —
Watching you sleep,
Marveling at how much you’ve grown,
Thankful to be given such a gift.

Being with you like this is rare these days
Since you no longer stay still.
There’s so much you MUST explore
So much you MUST show me
Some much you MUST ask me
The only thing that silences you is sleep.

It’s amazing how it transforms you
From chaos to calm
So I can see my sweet angel,
My little princess, My treasure
Not the beast you pretend to be.

I’m sorry I’m always busy in your presence
I fear that you are learning
to not be still from me.
Even before you were born
I carried you with me —
Constantly moving,
constantly working, constantly busy;
In many respects you are me.

I am an army of one,
Never relied on anyone else
To do for me
What I could do for myself.

I see these traits in you now,
even at three
And though your independence
makes me proud
I fear it will have you
following in my footsteps —
Not needing anyone —
not wanting anyone!

But that’s a lie!
I do need people
To inspire, to encourage
To listen, to care
And what’s more,
I’ve always wanted you!

BUT my introverted nature,
Can only tolerate
external stimulation for so long
Before I must flee to my inner cave
For solace, for silence, for peace.
It is from that place I gain strength
To face the madness again.

It is my desperate need for silence
That makes me misunderstood.
My actions are not meant to hurt
Or cause offense.
My efforts to shut out the world
Are only so I can enjoy it on my terms.

So sleep my little one
As I cherish this moment
For in a few short minutes
You will be awake
Causing chaos as usual,
And in a few short years
You will be grown and gone
And this will only be a memory.


Contents written: March 23, 2015. Edited April 1, 2015 | Originally published: April 2015  | Copyright  2015 Moylom Enterprises


Uncategorized

Your love…

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Your love is like
a thick blanket
on a cold winter’s night —
comforting, safe, warm —
keeps me wanting more.

Your love is like
a cool breeze on a warm summer day —
refreshing, cooling, amazing —
you’re the one I adore.

Your love is like
the fresh blooms of spring —
fragrant, captivating, intoxicating —  
leaves me weak in the knees.

Your love is like the beautiful colors of fall —
radiant, delightful, crisp —
keeps me on my toes.

Your love is like the seasons of time —
with you I’m no longer dead inside —
you make me come alive —
thankful just to have you in my life. 


Contents written: April 24 2016.  
Edited: June 18 2016
Image source: Google images (whizzed.com)
Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises 


Poetry, Uncategorized

His laughter

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She loves the sound of his laughter.
His voice is like a sweet melody to her ear.
Every nuance of him she saves to memory.

Like a wave washing over her,
Often, his humor brightens her melancholy.
Void of conflict, peace and happiness persists.
Ever loving,  ever caring, he soothes her soul.
She is swept off her feet.

He knows how to please her.
Incessantly he loves her like no other.
Magically he makes her feel alive.

 


Image source: Google images
Contents compiled: September 23 2016
Originally published: September 23 2016
Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


Music is Oxygen, Uncategorized

Good morning, Friday, I’ve missed you!

Hello lovely people!
Hope you woke up with a smile on your face. There’s lots to be thankful for, but if you need inspiration here are a few examples:
1)
You’re alive.
God woke you up to a new day. That’s a fresh start — a new chance to make a difference — a gift!

2)
God loves you, you’re His child! You are beautifully and wonderfully made — You are unique! Hey, that’s another gift!

3)
It’s Friday. Fridays rock!!! Why? Because we work all week but look forward to the weekend. Friday signifies the start of the weekend. Yay!!! Yep, another gift!

Can you see now how special you are? You have all these gifts lined up and available on a daily basis. Just reach out and accept them.

Wishing you all a happy Friday! The following song will definitely put a pep in your step. Enjoy 🌷

Hugs,
A.

 

 

Song: “Mandisa: Good Morning – Official Lyric Video”

 


Contents written: September 16 2016
Originally published: September 16 2016
Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises