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Joseph Lieungh
Joseph Lieungh

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Scrittura

·Jun 2

Broken and Flawed

Imperfectly perfect are we — Beautiful is the Canvas — as it was in the beginning — till daylight no longer flickers. Depending the foot — starting our day — changed perception and reality within. Our first thought carrying a tune — following steps — dissonance or perfect harmony of the original score. The morning…

Poetry

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Broken and Flawed
Broken and Flawed
Poetry

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Know Thyself, Heal Thyself

·May 30

One Man Hears

Spirits calling by name — Have you ever wondered what your life would be like if you had only taken a certain path? We often reflect on the past and the outcomes that may have been if we had taken a different course in life. …

Short Story

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One Man Hears
One Man Hears
Short Story

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Third-Eye-Gypsy

·May 29

Healing Past, Present and Future tense

We Sing Again —

Poetry

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Healing Past, Present, and Future tense
Healing Past, Present, and Future tense
Poetry

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Stepping into the Canvas

·May 27

Inward Return

We are home — Submersed in realities — unfamiliar to self — gaining new perspectives of self-reality. Different from self, region and grandeur — finding common themes. Once set in weakness — fragmented altered realities — entering a state of global awareness. …

Poetry

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Inward Return
Inward Return
Poetry

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ILLUMINATION

·May 21

The Master Potter

Spinning life as it unfolds — A thousand voices are screaming in the directional pulling of one’s thoughts — yielding further abashment. External forces were unnatural to self-lending and deposited memories of intuitive flow. Approaching the spinning of wheels mesmerizing sound — activating ancient vibratory healing songs. …

Poetry

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The Master Potter
The Master Potter
Poetry

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The Howling Owl

·May 17

Welcome Home

Home is where the Heart is — In the simplest forms — keeping true to oneself — no fluff or exaggerated storylines — returning to whence we came. From the dust, we came — to dust, we return. The new chapter begins with pages of old filled with pain and joy and old houses filled with memories…

Prose Poetry

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Welcome Home
Welcome Home
Prose Poetry

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Third-Eye-Gypsy

·May 15

Architect of the Unseen

Seeing the simple as miraculous — Out of misery tainted memories painted by a myriad of familial ancestral thoughts. Accepting where we came from choosing a forward step into what may be unbeknownst to self no sight of what may be. Sitting quietly in ‘being’ allowing the greenest of meadows giving birth the water of life flows…

Poetry

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Architect of the Unseen
Architect of the Unseen
Poetry

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Know Thyself, Heal Thyself

·May 14

Reaching for Skies Unlimited

Finding peace among the thorns — The budding north slowly waking to a global shift with the axis continuously tilting towards the source of light. Birthing — breaking ground — reaching for skies unlimited calling to breathless breaks leaving one blind at first sight. Simultaneous realities — intertwining stories old and new — unceasing beginnings ending thoughts left to…

Poetry

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Reaching for Skies Unlimited
Reaching for Skies Unlimited
Poetry

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Know Thyself, Heal Thyself

·May 7

Honoring our Elders

Hearing words of wisdom — The rain falls, like twisted past flooding thoughts — remembering the heartfelt and bleeding storylines of yesteryear. Numb — melancholic remembrance of scar tissues evaporating songs. All things — all dreams — all realities colliding and intertwining — past to present, and future outlook obsessing of what may or may…

Poetry

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Honoring our Elders
Honoring our Elders
Poetry

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Heart Revolution

·May 6

Filling The Jar With Love

Single fragment — heart remains — Overflowing with a heartfelt song — two as one — an ancient telling of the sacred throng. Scaturient morsels of love — cookie jars thief — stealing a bite with every passing by. Nourishing for a thousand lifetimes — seemingly full — empty withering thought of what it used to…

Poetry

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Filling the jar with love
Filling the jar with love
Poetry

2 min read

Joseph Lieungh

Joseph Lieungh

1.6K Followers

Transmuting thought through various realities. steppingintothecanvas.com https://www.buymeacoffee.com/josephlieungh

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