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devils bloom

The Devil’s Bloom

“It begins like a seed. It ends in a carnival of colorful despair.”

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A whisper here,
a thought there,
little things
everywhere.

Fear — sweet, sweet seduction.
The Devil’s Bloom, I call it.

Riding on a mighty high-horse,
dressed in glitters of your mediocrity.

A table for two,
the dinner of a lifetime,
a righteous feast.

Perfected just for you.
Oh, the details —
impeccable.

It’s beginning like a seed.
Its end, a carnival of colorful despair,
each thought tap-dancing
on your quivering heart.

But I reckon,
the bloom withers
if you don’t water it.

And only those who’ve knelt
in hell’s defiance
would dare,

point and say:
“Hades is that way.”

Inhale. Exhale. Create.

“In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.”
— Albert Camus

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Hi, I realized I haven’t been active here at all for a while. Let just say adulting has been a chore, it is relentless in its endeavors to evidently separate me from the little joys of this world.

But I refuse to swim with my problem, so I have decided to come up for air. This includes writing again and a general will for life.

I have learned that there is no such thing as the perfect time, if you can’t find a way to breathe in the chaos, you might just drown cause chaos has never been known for sticking to a schedule.

So here I am. Breathing. Writing again. Choosing to show up in this little corner of the internet that once held so much of my voice.

In the spirit of leaning into both creativity and responsibility, I’ve also given life to something new: Odiche Candle & Co.

It’s my love letter to cozy nights, intentional living, and slow, fragrant moments. These candles, reed & car diffuser are eco-friendly, hand-poured, and crafted with luxe ingredients—because I believe sustainability and luxury can (and should) exist in the same breath.

Thanks for being here—again.

Here’s to the comeback, the support, the candles, and the chaos we learn to dance with.

Getting lost

Looking for something, not sure what it is.

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Lately, I have been feeling like I need to get lost in something. You know the kinda feeling where you are just lost in the motion and don’t feel anything around you but the presence of just being.

Like eyes closed, dancing to your favorite song in the dark. Not caring if the motions are weird, you are just lost in the music!

Like that, everyday!

Does that make sense?🤔

Let see if getting lost in a book will do the trick 💭

Mantle

I can’t believe that I can’t believe it!

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Dancing to my tune of rejection

Wrapped up in my internal dissension,

That I somehow ignored my insignificance.

Now, I know am only passing through

Hurts, cause I made in you a mantle.

Had it almost,

Now I do believe am only passing through.

Will I gain courage for the truth?

I pray, cause where my heart is there is never a home.