Inspirations & Aspirations test

You do not have to be a fire for every mountain blocking youyou could be a water and soft river your way to freedom too. –Nayyirah Waheed


  • Home, by Warsan Shire no one leaves home unlesshome is the mouth of a sharkyou only run for the borderwhen you see the whole city running as well your neighbors running faster than youbreath bloody in their throatsthe boy you went to school withwho kissed you dizzy behind the old tin factoryis holding a gun bigger than his bodyyou… Read More
  • The white consultant, by Amelia Kami dear white consultant,you are not of the pacific are entranced by our grace,in awe of our strengthbutso quick to judge our mistakes,so quick to share your thoughtson how to fix us,how to better us as if your ancestors had not tried before.dear white consultant,you are not of the pacific are a descendant of… Read More


My world

  • Home “...from pursuit of happiness to expression of joy...”(Sadhguru) Hồi còn nhỏ, nhắc đến nhà là nhớ đến căn nhà số bao nhiêu ở đường gì ấy, chỗ quẹo cua giữa hai ngỏ hẽm, có cây trứng cá trước sân, mùa mùa đều đặn trổ bông ra quả mà để ngoại sáng sáng ra quét lá.… Read More
  • On Making Decisions When it comes to decision-making, everyone says to follow your heart. But how? I am used to going to the forest or traveling to distant places for a few days when I need to make (big) decisions. In this way, I withdraw myself from the regular flow of daily life and the influences of others… Read More
  • Wind, by Thao Do I am the autumn windFlying nowhere on the endless meadowsI am the river stream Flowing nowhere across the forests pines I am the dandelion flower Floating nowhere following the wild winds The winds will eventually whirl in the storm The streams will eventually merge in the big ocean The flowers will eventually land make fields home…I belong to nowhere.. Brighton,… Read More
  • The homeless girl, by Thao Do Winds. Little cool winds swiftly blow over my face. Rain.Small water bubbles hop on my cat umbrella drop by drop. Falling leaves.Yellow-orange leaves fall loosely between my fingers' space. With backpack on the shoulder, I stroll along the street A squirrel comes across my way I ask “Where are you going, dear Little Squirrel?”The squirrel replies “I am collecting almonds… Read More
  • Flowers on the road, by Thao Do I met youThe little yellow flower on the roadYou are there, on the green baseSlightly swaying in the wind..Rain comes and goes, so does the sunWinter comes and goes, so does the spring.You are still thereStrive stronger and wirierLike trees in the forest.Always toward the sun. Like bird's wings on the sky.Always young and free.Brighton, 12 Nov 2015 Illustrator:… Read More