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This is a beautiful impressionist painting of June Ki created by AI
June is pain and bloodshed that secretly dwells upon us until we love, live, and lie as we should. She lives life not in glory, but in pain and anger that has led to a new journey after the last one was complete. Although no affection was ever sought or hoped for she gained more love than she could ever give. She lives life in solitude and anger but is fulfilled. She manifests anger in response, and solitude is ideal in her bubble of honourable companionship. June is a little edition I have thought about for years and years to come. I will write as much as I can in a week.🥲 These are my Wattpad chapters.
Discovering poetry has been new for me, and I am still exploring this beautiful art form. Free verse has quickly become my favourite form. I am excited to share my journey with you as I continue to write. Through learning poetry, my goal is to have a greater understanding of the immense power of words and their beauty.
I recently read Rupi Kaur's life story and it resonated with me. She's someone who has used poetry to give voice to her emotions and experiences and it's been inspiring to see how she's been able to do that. Her story has motivated me to keep exploring the world of poetry and to use my words to create something forceful and meaningful.
"As I gaze towards the blinding light that flashed through my eyes I stop and wonder if Andromeda was right. We could not change our family but you can change yourself." Ever wondered how Bellatrix thought after her final breath? When Cedric died, how was Cho Chang's first sleep without him? How did Hermione Granger reunite with her parents after the war? What did Willow say to Hunter while he was cutting his hair? I still remember him blushing in season three episode one of the Owl House two years ago. In my opinion, the art of fanfiction is the continuation of a world on a new piece of paper leaving a new imprint on someone else's mind. Because a piece is more than words on a paper. It can spread, create, destroy, change, die, love, hate and most importantly find a way into anyone's heart.
When I first heard about the Climate Crisis, (or whatever term you call it). I felt so scared. How can we survive another month, year decade or millennial living like this? I walk outside of my sheltered environment, I barely see the emissions that we create. I don't see enough emissions to realistically fathom it but it is disgusting. I have heard about the Climate Crisis so many times but hearing and seeing that word just makes me nauseous and makes my heart burn. That does not do anything about the fact that five million deaths are linked to climate change each year. Or, the fact that the amount of flight greenhouse emissions doubled in two decades. Why can we not see that we are killing ourselves and the land we live 2023 was the hottest year yet and 2024 might be even worse. Polar bears are eating caribou, we are digging a hole for ourselves. Why can't we understand that?
Global Warming is something that I feel we should advocate for more than we should. I am not saying we need to worry about what the Willow Project has done to a whole state or be disappointed about the fact that Joe Biden has 46 presidential vacations on a plane. We should panic that we are speeding up our extinction and burning ourselves and be enraged that our government has not done enough. I have a podcast on Spotify where every week I will make a new two to three-minute episodes on what the Climate Crisis means to me and what it means for someone who cant do as much as a politician can. Sign the petition by Action unreffugees.org
I recently read Our House is on Fire and it showed me a new part of the climate crisis that I have never seen before. Not the statistics, but the emotional part of our earth that we were are destroying