I Follow the Moon
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Ongoing, First published Oct 03, 2021
Unexplainable things happen everyday. Until they happen to you, or even someone you know you just assume they are fantasy or mystery. Fairytales and stories. 
After a life of unjust trauma and heartbreak I took my own personal journey of self discovery to find out I indeed was a psychic. I was being called by a spirit that needed to show me the real truth. From The Saints, Martyrs, Fallen Women, Missing Children, Celebrities, and legends to People alive and well, hiding out in the most obvious of places right under our noses. So many gone but never forgotten. When you realize you can open your eyes and truly see what is right in front of you and this world is full of magic the possibilities are endless. Long car rides and an endless playlist showed me who I was. All failing relationships showed me how to change. Spirits showing me what I really needed, and healing showed me what I really wanted. From a non-believer to full blown Believer with my own abilities, I'm living proof that beautiful things can happen once you assert your boundaries and rise above the rest.
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𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐗 𝐉𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐧. In a world that screams, I stand in despair, My voice drowned out, lost in the air. Chains of tradition tighten each day, I long to escape, but I'm forced to stay. Each breath I take feels heavy and torn, Every mistake a scar I've worn. I crave a sky where I can be free, Away from the walls that imprison me. For now, I sit with my heart in pain, Silent, yet screaming, again and again. Though shattered, a spark in me still survives, Dreaming of freedom where my soul can rise.