I shall not utter the words of parting, for where could I venture where your essence does not permeate? We are not two entities divided, but rather, we are the dual manifestations of the same cosmic intellect, evolving in harmony. Wherever you wage your battles, know that I am there beside you, my spirit echoing your every move. Wherever your heart finds solace, mine too, finds peace. In moments of tranquility, you plunge into the profound depths of stillness, a serene ocean where the purest fragment of my being resides. Our journeys may trace divergent paths across the vast expanse … Continue reading Eternal Connections

What men mean when they talk about their “crazy” ex-girlfriends, ex-wife are often that they were someone who cried a lot, or texted too often, or had an eating disorder, or wanted too much/too little sex, or generally felt anything beyond the realm of emotionally undemanding agreement. That does not make these women crazy. That makes those women human beings, who have flaws, and emotional weak spots. However, deciding that any behavior that they do not like must be insane — well, that does make a man a jerk. And when men do this on a regular basis, remember that, … Continue reading Be aware

As you journey through this brief existence, may the road rise up to meet you with the gentle embrace of peace, cradling you in moments of stillness amidst the whirlwind of days. Let clarity be your compass, guiding your steps with the luminous glow of understanding, illuminating the path ahead with the bright light of purpose. And above all, may love be the traveler that walks beside you, a constant companion whose whispers echo in the laughter of friends, in the warmth of a stranger’s smile, and in the silent beats of your own heart. For in these gifts, you … Continue reading A Wish

Try to hold on to nothing. Ours is a universe of gravity and orbits. Things come around and they stay around when they are meant to and don’t when they are not. Your own gravity will hold what it can and what it should. Big things pull more things than small things. If you want to take this literally, become morbidly obese and live in space. If you want to take it how I mean it, be as big as you want. As loving, as angry, as funny, as hollow, as fulfilled, as broken, as optimistic, and as lost as … Continue reading …It’s simple:

The word that is right now on the tip of my tongueIs no word at all.It’s not fancyNothing extraordinary for others.It’s rather the translation of the feelingThis particular word provoques in me.It stirs my very soulIt pains meAnd at the same time it makes me full of joyBecause despite all the sadnessWe exist…❤️ Continue reading Word …

Emotions run as deep as oceans, there exists a paradoxical elixir – passion. It is said to be toxic, a perilous potion that ensnares the soul, yet it is this very toxin we crave. We are drawn to its danger, its power to overwhelm our senses, to make us feel alive. For what is art without the intoxication of passion? It is the fire that fuels creation, the storm that stirs the calm. True art, they say, is born from love that is arduous, like the unrequited yearnings of Calvin, or love that is elusive, slipping through fingers like grains … Continue reading The Art of Unrealized Love

How long will you bear the weight of silence before it shatters you? What makes it so challenging for you to open your heart and accept assistance? Like a forest fire dwindling to its final embers, you are a vibrant flame that continues to flicker. I can sense it in the ashes of your stride. I wonder if the metaphorical prison cells you carry on your shoulders ever become too burdensome. I wonder if they’re the cause of your faltering steps. I question if the prison cells you bear, affixed to your speech, ever weigh too heavily on your words. … Continue reading Shout out!

Foi através de muita luta, de muita dor.Das senzalas aos morros, da força, do lamento.Cada passo marcado pela resistência, cada voz ecoando a história que tentaram apagar. Somos herdeiros de guerreiros que nunca se curvaram.Nossa liberdade não foi dádiva, foi conquista.Nosso orgulho não é concessão, é legado. Seguimos firmes, de punhos cerrados e cabeças erguidas,porque sabemos que a luta continua,mas também sabemos que nossa força é imortal. 13 de maio, 137 anos — Abolição TraídaAinda há correntes a serem quebradas,mas seguimos, como sempre, na linha de frente. Axé! ✊🏾🔥 ©️ Beatriz Esmer Continue reading Não veio do céu, nem das mãos de Izabel!

There are moments that I yearn to escape from, to shed this skin that serves as a transient sanctuary. Yet, there are milestones where I find solace in my own presence, marveling at the distance my spirit has traversed. I strive to distill my days into simplicity, but I encounter souls, spaces, and objects that stir my core, inundating me with a torrent of emotions that remain an alien dialect to my speech. I am youthful, at least in spirit, and it feels as though I have witnessed a treasure chest of bygone eras. The purpose of my existence is … Continue reading The Half-Past-One Blues

How do you find meaning in your life? Have you ever wondered what might have been if you had made different choices? I believe we are all here for a specific purpose, and maybe we will never fully realize why we are here. Maybe your life seems rather insignificant in the scheme of things… but you know what? Maybe it’s not time for you to find out what it is you’re meant to do, or maybe your purpose is to be in the service field to help people who cannot help themselves. I often wondered what my purpose on earth … Continue reading Purpose