come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
You’ve been running for awhile.
Do you want to rest?
Settle down, find a comfy former,
laugh about what happened in the past
And chalk it all off that everything was just a dream?
Are you okay with this?
Or is it really true,
your claim about what you said felt true,
about what you stood for,
and what you have been fighting for?
What’s really true in your heart?
10.21.2025
To stand still
when the ground growls,
the winds hissing,
and the ocean roaring,
and to walk the walk
without dishonest hands
and keep the head held high
maybe what matters in the end.
10.19.2025
Keep going.
Remember why it all mattered.
Keep hoping.
Harness positivity. It won’t come passively.
Keep your head down.
Focus on what kept your heart warm.
10.18.2025
The ocean was solemn,
but the wind continued to blow.
As if to beckon upon memory pieces
traveled long time ago,
seagulls hawked,
ocean waves murmured,
and the pedestrians stood by the ramp
and witnessed an autumn sunlight
beaming unto a seemingly bland day.
10.17.2025
Thankfully, the heart was in the right place.
When the heart dances,
it reverberates,
singing a tune for the audience of zero.
And when the others hear it,
they reverberate too,
and suddenly we become a community
of harmonious pluralism.
Closer together we feel warmer.
10.16.2025
You do you,
don’t just watch and criticize.
Don’t just complain and whine.
You do what you have to do,
figure out how to get them done,
and move on.
10.14.2025
To prevent the rain drop on your hair follicles,
to keep your saliva from drooling down your lips,
to protect you from falling down to the floor,
I, we, have designed a net to catch you.
To be ready, to be alert, and to be strong enough to withstand the hardship,
we have readied for this moment.
We will be with you.
10.13.2025
As long as we are putting our best foot forward,
we can accomplish
what felt amorphous
into tangible beings.
Let’s expand our mind,
and explore what matters beneath
all of its shells and intricacies.
10.12.2025
Why was I afraid to cross the line?
Like a cat grabbed by the neck,
maybe an instinct kicked in,
saving the kid I knew awhile ago
lying dormant in sweet dreams.
But now, all I see is merely a line I drew.
And as I learned to draw more lines,
better, with thoughts instilled in them,
I felt it easier to breath,
freer to roam about,
and more familiar of what used to be mine.
10.11.2025
If you feel small
because others look bigger,
remember that everything comes from ash,
and return as ash.
Believe that the moment you lived, witnessed, and shared
are just as valued as theirs.
Open your chest wide.
They won’t touch a hair of yours.
Love the moment as true as you can.
10.9.2025
Ralph with Coffee 
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