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The Wicca: " A Tangled Mess Of Contradictory Things"

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Two half moon spectacles looking up at the sky, a hand reaches out, it's too far. Will she be able to touch the sky someday?  Her head has always been roaming the planet, she has lived and died a million times. She was there when the moon dared the sun, when mountains rose, when seas dried. Blood in her veins runs with rivers, every breath she takes she's whispering to the trees. Some say she's a "Wicca", is she?  Magic is her escape, but what is she running from? Nature is her home, but then why is she aiming to the sky? Theory says: She cannot be contained anymore, she has had enough with being materialized. But the sky is not her limit, she's aiming for beyond. She's ready for the journey. This blog is the story of Potanda the Wicca through her stairway to the beyond...  But who is Potanda? She's a heart full of life and a mind of "Tangled Mess Of Contradictory Things" . Her planet is art, music, philosophy, energy, science...It's natu
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Things Would Matter Eventually

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It took her one week of social detox to learn something precious: Nothing Really Mattered. It's not that things are invaluable, but they didn't really matter at the end. Or in the middle. Being alive on Earth is.... something.  She's being ungrateful about everything. But him. She appreciated him long before realizing she had feelings for him. Their talks, jokes, deep thoughts, and planned future still hang in the back of her mind because she appreciated him from the start before he even got into her life. And they always told each other that they would love each other no matter how they were, where they were, and under any label, they titled their relationship with. And now, as he's labeled a stranger to her, she still loves and appreciates him knowing that this mind she will never find again.  Damn, this attitude of hers. Her pride. But, it doesn't matter. Because they come and go, she told herself. Because, as they come she would welcome them, appreciate them, en
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A tale of coins and rivers

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 A coin has two sides. But, flip the coin and you see neither. The truth can be hidden with its unstoppable motion. You run a river of truth and you might just become an illusion. She had always sought the truth by the river of lies, only to find herself desperate for someone to show what she clearly sees. Darkness, more darkness. And when darkness infiltrated her veins, seeing those lies became her truth. What can she do? Not until she drowned one day, suffocated by pain, did she uncover the ugly truth.  What is her ugly truth, you wonder? It is that fear crippled her from being her authentic self, fear holds her down from reaching the sky and beyond. Fear keeps her from her family, blood, and magic. And fear cages her into seeing the truth she sought. Do not be misled though, she has courage and acts upon it. But in her mind's deepest, most inner shell, she is afraid of existence itself, so she denies herself to roam freely on her planet, authentically as a human being. 
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