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“Any one thinking of the Holy Child as born in December would mean by it exactly what we mean by it; that Christ is not merely a summer sun of the prosperous but a winter fire for the unfortunate.” - G. K. Chesterton, The Streets of the City, The New Jerusalem

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In Which November 2025 ends, another November of Creative block

Good morning, my friend, reader of this post! Happy Sunday! How are you, today? Hope you have been in a good moment? Those are always important to aknowledge, and never to be taken for granted. I know that well, as this early morning, I tried to write on the post, only to feel dread, because of a strong creative block I have been facing. Perhaps was just hunger, at least in this occasion, as now that I had my breakfast, some eggs with tomato sauce, I feel much much better. How are you, in the approach of the height of the season? I am so happy and I am eager, anxious even, to celebrate the beautiful Christmas time as I can. There is the relief of having survived another ybbear, or at least to have reached its most wonderful days. In any case, how is your fall season going? Or are you from a normal place that dows not have such bizarre undertaking? The weather for me has been following a simple pattern for now: cold nights and super heat during the mornings. I will always root for the c...
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In Which we have a year of no Poetry

A year, no poetry
By Daniel M.




I haven't written poetries in a while
A year passed
Nothing came to me

A new decade has not yet dawned
But it was a cycle indeed
A whole month passed
It seemed like the last was continued

January came with the blues
February did not bring me clues
What was to happen in March
When my World was turned to ash

Humiliated and at tears
I did not know how to proceed
Old games paved new ways
I had to move forward

May ended with a bang
Purges were on the way
Then came my friend Luke
And the sun returned to shine

Lovely month of June
But in July I was alongside boxes
And in August my world changed once more
At the end of the season of socks

Money came in September, alongside a friend
It was not to last, all of this had an end
Microphone was purchased
Friend went away, he won't be seemed

Files were lost
My grandfather went away
But the course was finished
December brought a new day

Christmas was a joy
My friend Tofu is back
Morning anxiety won't attack
Lamentations won't I destroy

I haven't written poetries in a while
A year has passed
Was not a bad one

Was not a bad one
My words are deceiving
Life moves forward
The days will keep on dawning

Was not a bad one
Though described I did like it was
Frequently men are attracted to bad news
Takes time to build
Seconds to destroy

What is good is revealed
Knocks the door first
What it's bad breaks down
It burns all to the ground

A new Decade has not yet Dawned
But it was a cycle indeed
December will pass
January will bring new forecasts
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