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The kind of power that’s built quietly, choice by choice, in moments where I chose myself even when it was scary. It showed me that becoming isn’t instant or loud; it’s patient, brave, and deeply personal. Every step forward felt like reclaiming a piece of my voice, my softness, my fire, and my right to exist fully and unapologetically. I didn’t just change—I grew into myself, and that kind of becoming is unstoppable 💫

The kind of power that’s built quietly, choice by choice, in moments where I chose myself even when it was scary. It showed me that becoming isn’t instant or loud; it’s patient, brave, and deeply personal. Every step forward felt like reclaiming a piece of my voice, my softness, my fire, and my right to exist fully and unapologetically. I didn’t just change—I grew into myself, and that kind of becoming is unstoppable 💫

孤高の放浪詩人。路上ハ-モニカ演奏家。密行第一、多聞第一、詩人第一、妙音現一切色身仏。Isolated roam poet. Harmonica player on the road. משורר נודד בודד. מפוחית רחוב נגנים. 全国北は北海道稚内市から南は九州鹿児島まで全国主要都市で路上ライブをしてきました。そのほとんどを動画にし記録したものです。毎月必ず一曲と数回の路上ライブを行っております。チャンネル登録よろしくお願いします。 We have performed on the streets in major cities across the country, from Wakkanai City in Hokkaido in the north to Kagoshima in Kyushu in the south. Most of it was recorded on video. We always perform one song and perform several times on the street every month. Please subscribe to the channel https://www.youtube.com/@tomozo1234

孤高の放浪詩人。路上ハ-モニカ演奏家。密行第一、多聞第一、詩人第一、妙音現一切色身仏。Isolated roam poet. Harmonica player on the road. משורר נודד בודד. מפוחית רחוב נגנים. 全国北は北海道稚内市から南は九州鹿児島まで全国主要都市で路上ライブをしてきました。そのほとんどを動画にし記録したものです。毎月必ず一曲と数回の路上ライブを行っております。チャンネル登録よろしくお願いします。 We have performed on the streets in major cities across the country, from Wakkanai City in Hokkaido in the north to Kagoshima in Kyushu in the south. Most of it was recorded on video. We always perform one song and perform several times on the street every month. Please subscribe to the channel https://www.youtube.com/@tomozo1234

孤高の放浪詩人。路上ハ-モニカ演奏家。密行第一、多聞第一、詩人第一、妙音現一切色身仏。Isolated roam poet. Harmonica player on the road. משורר נודד בודד. מפוחית רחוב נגנים. 全国北は北海道稚内市から南は九州鹿児島まで全国主要都市で路上ライブをしてきました。そのほとんどを動画にし記録したものです。毎月必ず一曲と数回の路上ライブを行っております。チャンネル登録よろしくお願いします。 We have performed on the streets in major cities across the country, from Wakkanai City in Hokkaido in the north to Kagoshima in Kyushu in the south. Most of it was recorded on video. We always perform one song and perform several times on the street every month. Please subscribe to the channel https://www.youtube.com/@tomozo1234

孤高の放浪詩人。路上ハ-モニカ演奏家。密行第一、多聞第一、詩人第一、妙音現一切色身仏。Isolated roam poet. Harmonica player on the road. משורר נודד בודד. מפוחית רחוב נגנים. 全国北は北海道稚内市から南は九州鹿児島まで全国主要都市で路上ライブをしてきました。そのほとんどを動画にし記録したものです。毎月必ず一曲と数回の路上ライブを行っております。チャンネル登録よろしくお願いします。 We have performed on the streets in major cities across the country, from Wakkanai City in Hokkaido in the north to Kagoshima in Kyushu in the south. Most of it was recorded on video. We always perform one song and perform several times on the street every month. Please subscribe to the channel https://www.youtube.com/@tomozo1234

孤高の放浪詩人。路上ハ-モニカ演奏家。密行第一、多聞第一、詩人第一、妙音現一切色身仏。Isolated roam poet. Harmonica player on the road. משורר נודד בודד. מפוחית רחוב נגנים. 全国北は北海道稚内市から南は九州鹿児島まで全国主要都市で路上ライブをしてきました。そのほとんどを動画にし記録したものです。毎月必ず一曲と数回の路上ライブを行っております。チャンネル登録よろしくお願いします。 We have performed on the streets in major cities across the country, from Wakkanai City in Hokkaido in the north to Kagoshima in Kyushu in the south. Most of it was recorded on video. We always perform one song and perform several times on the street every month. Please subscribe to the channel https://www.youtube.com/@tomozo1234

I didn’t erase myself — I revealed myself 🌟, peeling back the layers I once wore to survive and letting the truth breathe for the first time. What looked like disappearance was actually becoming, a quiet rebellion against shrinking, a return to the parts of me that were always there but waiting to be claimed.

Leo war neun, als die ersten Papierkugeln flogen. Sie trafen seinen Nacken während des Mathematikunterrichts, sanft und doch so verletzend. Seine Eltern, Anna und Thomas, sahen die zunehmende Stille ihres sonst so lebhaften Sohnes. Sie sahen die zerknitterten Brotdosen, die unerklärlichen Kratzer am Schulranzen. In der Parallelklasse saß Ben, der Initiator. Bens Eltern, erfolgreich und stets in Eile, sahen nur die guten Noten ihres Sohnes. "Ben ist ein Anführer", sagten sie stolz auf Elternabenden. Sie sahen nicht die gehässigen Kommentare, die er im Schulhof verteilte wie Süßigkeiten. Sie lehrten ihn Kalkül, nicht Mitgefühl; Erfolg, nicht Empathie. Eines Nachmittags brach Leo zusammen. "Warum ich?", schluchzte er in die Schulter seiner Mutter. Anna hielt ihn fest, ihr Herz ein einziger Bruch. Sie handelten: Gespräche mit der Lehrerin, die hilflos die Hände hob. Ein Treffen mit Bens Eltern, die abwehrend reagierten. "Kinderstreiche", meinte der Vater mit einem Achselzucken. "Leo soll sich nicht so anstellen." Die Tragödie war nicht die Bosheit eines Kindes, sondern das Wegsehen der Erwachsenen, die ihre Pflicht zur Erziehung vergaßen. Leo lernte, den Schmerz zu verstecken. Ben lernte, dass Handlungen keine Konsequenzen haben. Zwei Jungen, geformt durch das, was gelehrt wurde – und das, was sträflich unterlassen blieb. Die Geschichte endet nicht mit einer Lösung, sondern mit einer Frage, die in der Stille des Flurs hängt: Was wächst aus einer Kindheit, in der man nicht lernt, Mensch zu sein? Lyrics Wieder Pause Gleicher Platz Gleicher Blick Ihre Witze Tun so viel mehr als ein Tritt Sie sagen Ich wär "komisch" seit dem ersten Tag Doch ich frag mich Wer hier wen im Regen stehen lässt Ich hab zu oft geschwiegen So getan Als wär es nichts Doch in mir drin schreit alles: "Siehst du mich denn nicht?" Warum nehmt ihr mich nicht so wie ich bin Ich bin doch nur ein Kind der Natur Hab ein Herz Hab Gefühle in mir drin Bin genauso wirklich wie ihr nur Keiner kann was Wenn man so geboren wird Ich bin richtig So wie ich bin Wir haben ein Herz und auch Gefühle Und ich schwör Das macht uns win-win (oh-woah) Deine Sprüche Klingen stark vor deinem Schwarm Doch ich seh Wie Deine Hände heimlich arm Vielleicht hast du Mehr Angst als ich in dir Doch ich trag sie Nicht mehr länger nur in mir Ich hab zu oft geschwiegen Doch heut halt ich das nicht aus Denn jedes deiner Worte Prallt jetzt an mir ab und raus Warum nehmt ihr mich nicht so wie ich bin Ich bin doch nur ein Kind der Natur Hab ein Herz Hab Gefühle in mir drin Bin genauso wirklich wie ihr nur Keiner kann was Wenn man so geboren wird Ich bin richtig So wie ich bin Wir haben ein Herz und auch Gefühle Und ich schwör Dass ich mich nie verlier (oh-yeah) Vielleicht kommt ein Tag Da siehst du mich klar Und merkst Was du Mir alles nahmst Jahr für Jahr Doch bis es so weit ist Halt ich mich fest an mir Ich bin Kind der Natur Und ich bleib hier Warum nehmt ihr mich nicht so wie ich bin Ich bin doch nur ein Kind der Natur Hab ein Herz Hab Gefühle in mir drin Bin genauso wirklich wie ihr nur Keiner kann was Wenn man so geboren wird Ich bin richtig So wie ich bin Wir haben ein Herz und auch Gefühle Und genau das macht uns wunderschön Lyrics written Kai-Dominik Bertha (ELAG ERFURT) Copyright by Radio PTR Radio PTR Inc. Slowakei Most SNP, 851 01 Bratislava #song #Mobbing #erlebnis

2 September 1967, the fort was occupied by Major Paddy Roy Bates, a British citizen and the owner of a pirate radio station, who ejected the competing group of pirate broadcasters. Bates intended to broadcast his pirate radio station—called Radio Essex—from the platform. Despite having the necessary equipment, he never began broadcasting. Bates declared the independence of Roughs Tower and deemed it the Principality of Sealand.

孤高の放浪詩人。路上ハ-モニカ演奏家。密行第一、多聞第一、詩人第一、妙音現一切色身仏。Isolated roam poet. Harmonica player on the road. משורר נודד בודד. מפוחית רחוב נגנים. 全国北は北海道稚内市から南は九州鹿児島まで全国主要都市で路上ライブをしてきました。そのほとんどを動画にし記録したものです。毎月必ず一曲と数回の路上ライブを行っております。チャンネル登録よろしくお願いします。 We have performed on the streets in major cities across the country, from Wakkanai City in Hokkaido in the north to Kagoshima in Kyushu in the south. Most of it was recorded on video. We always perform one song and perform several times on the street every month. Please subscribe to the channel https://www.youtube.com/@tomozo1234

Meet Soni, a bright young girl from an underprivileged family whose education was cut short due to financial hardship. Her passion never faded—through Balika Shivir & National Institute of Open Schooling (NIOS) she completed her 10th with over 70% marks and is now studying in an intercollege, chasing her dream of becoming an anchor. #HopeTakesWings #GirlsEducation #BalikaShivir

This journey was never about becoming someone new; it was about finally allowing the real me to breathe without fear. Every step has been an act of honesty, courage, and self-respect, and that freedom feels lighter than anything I left behind. My life didn’t shrink when I embraced my truth — it expanded in color, in joy, and in purpose. 🦋

This journey was never about becoming someone new; it was about finally allowing the real me to breathe without fear. Every step has been an act of honesty, courage, and self-respect, and that freedom feels lighter than anything I left behind. My life didn’t shrink when I embraced my truth — it expanded in color, in joy, and in purpose. 🦋

孤高の放浪詩人。路上ハ-モニカ演奏家。密行第一、多聞第一、詩人第一、妙音現一切色身仏。Isolated roam poet. Harmonica player on the road. משורר נודד בודד. מפוחית רחוב נגנים. 全国北は北海道稚内市から南は九州鹿児島まで全国主要都市で路上ライブをしてきました。そのほとんどを動画にし記録したものです。毎月必ず一曲と数回の路上ライブを行っております。チャンネル登録よろしくお願いします。 We have performed on the streets in major cities across the country, from Wakkanai City in Hokkaido in the north to Kagoshima in Kyushu in the south. Most of it was recorded on video. We always perform one song and perform several times on the street every month. Please subscribe to the channel https://www.youtube.com/@tomozo1234

Even when it was uncomfortable, even when it meant standing alone. I learned that living truthfully costs less than living small, and that peace comes from showing up as I am, not who I’m expected to be. Each time I chose honesty, I chose myself, and that choice continues to set me free.

Even when it was uncomfortable, even when it meant standing alone. I learned that living truthfully costs less than living small, and that peace comes from showing up as I am, not who I’m expected to be. Each time I chose honesty, I chose myself, and that choice continues to set me free.

-- WHO AND HOW HIRED BARACK OBAMA TO GET ME KILLED: https://ausertimes.blogspot.com/2026/01/who-and-how-hired-barack-obama-to-get.html About MY IMMIGRATION TO USA and Brito imperial American Scandinavian German civil rights human rights Norway Minnesota war on -- 9/11 MULTICULTURALISM MONARCHISM TERRORISM POP CULT OF DEATH: https://ausertimes.blogspot.com/2026/01/christopher-hamill-limahl-british.html Christopher Hamill - LIMAHL - British animal who just as Michael Jackson and most of others including Freddie Mercury's team solicited songs from government through royals, ENGAGED IN MT. EVEREST OF TORTURE during his The NeverEnding Story (1984) -- THE PRE 9/11 DISCO DANCING TWIN TOWERS BOMBING PARTIES https://ausertimes.blogspot.com/2026/01/repeated-pre-911-disco-dancing-twin.html -- Do you know how and when Trump got idea for "MAKE AMERICA GREAT AGAIN" !!????? https://ausertimes.blogspot.com/2026/01/do-you-know-how-and-when-trump-got-idea.html -- TRUMP WORLD TOWER COMPLETED JUST ON TIME FOR 9/11: https://ausertimes.blogspot.com/2026/01/same-as-was-case-with-trumps-towers.html -- In a complete agreement between Trump and Bush's administration well prior to 9/11 https://ausertimes.blogspot.com/2026/01/in-complete-agreement-between-trump-and.html TRUMP WAS ADVISED BY BUSH TO NOT EITHER RENT BEFOREHAND OR AFTER TO ANY OF WORLD TRADE CENTER TOWERS CUTOMERS DUE TO COMING 9/11 TO AVOID SUSPICION AND SO IT HAPPEN WITH TRUMP RENTING ONLY ONE INDIVIDUAL OR SO PRIOR TO 9/11 AND THEN TWO YEARS NOTHING

孤高の放浪詩人。路上ハ-モニカ演奏家。密行第一、多聞第一、詩人第一、妙音現一切色身仏。Isolated roam poet. Harmonica player on the road. משורר נודד בודד. מפוחית רחוב נגנים. 全国北は北海道稚内市から南は九州鹿児島まで全国主要都市で路上ライブをしてきました。そのほとんどを動画にし記録したものです。毎月必ず一曲と数回の路上ライブを行っております。チャンネル登録よろしくお願いします。 We have performed on the streets in major cities across the country, from Wakkanai City in Hokkaido in the north to Kagoshima in Kyushu in the south. Most of it was recorded on video. We always perform one song and perform several times on the street every month. Please subscribe to the channel https://www.youtube.com/@tomozo1234

フィアンセが居なくなっても 世界の果てまで探し出す•*¨*•.¸¸♬︎ GALAXY EMPIRE Princess LEAH was CAROL LYNLEY•*¨*•.¸¸♬︎↓↓↓ https://www.facebook.com/share/v/1D2tgVPCYX/

Every step through doubt, discomfort, and darkness carved out the woman I am today. What once felt like survival became intention, and what once hurt became clarity. I didn’t take the long way by mistake; I took it because becoming myself required courage, patience, and the willingness to choose truth over ease.

Every step through doubt, discomfort, and darkness carved out the woman I am today. What once felt like survival became intention, and what once hurt became clarity. I didn’t take the long way by mistake; I took it because becoming myself required courage, patience, and the willingness to choose truth over ease.

The ice of Greenland holds ancient stories that the wind has whispered for thousands of years. It is not a possession that can be claimed, but a chapter in the great, common book of the Earth. We are all tenants here, temporary administrators who share this house with every creature. However, some speak of acquisition, of drawing lines on maps, as if the land were a commodity. Others inflame conflicts over borders, forgetting that blood-soaked soil only brings grief. These are the deeds of those who believe that they own, not of those who understand that they borrow. The real task is not division, but preservation. The question to every manager should not be: "What can I take with me?" but "What do I need to protect?" Our legacy is not measured by conquered territories, but by the health of forests, the purity of waters and the stability of the climate that we leave behind. Because the children of tomorrow are waiting for their inheritance. Let it be a world that is still whole, still alive, still honorable. Let's be remembered as the generation that chose to be guardians, not conquerors. The lease is for the whole life; we have to take care of the garden together. Lyrics Greenland Cold breath Ice like old glass Scars in the glaciers Traces of our greed in the wet Foreign flags in the fjords Cards full of someone else's hand Talk about possessions and orders As if this was more than just a country Greenland belongs to the earth Not your cold paper No one owns the herd The one who was here long before us was like us Greenland belongs to the earth Finally stop To take it to you What you manage It's just emptiness If you forget Who do we belong to Children learn old songs Language breathes in the polar But contracts are tearing up again What has happened since ancient times Sit See the message „Resources Rewards Power“ Say Where is the awe When you laugh at boundaries? Greenland belongs to the earth Not your cold paper No one owns the herd The one who was here long before us was like us Greenland belongs to the earth Finally stop To take it to you What you manage It's just emptiness If you forget Who do we belong to Who owns a heaven? Who owns the sea? Who owns a breath? Don't you My Lord Land is more than numbers More than your game This is about stories And to every silent animal (oh) Greenland belongs to the earth Not your cold paper No one owns the herd The one who was here long before us was like us Greenland belongs to the earth Finally stop To take it to you Land and culture are part of the earth As long as we live As long as we go Lyrics written Kai-Dominik Bertha (ELAG ERFURT) Copyright by Radio PTR Radio PTR Inc. Slowakei Most SNP, 851 01 Bratislava #song #grönland #grønland

In the late hours, when the city was sleeping in the dim light, and only the neon signs were quietly flickering, he woke up – the Echo Sounder of the Night. No one knew his name, no one knew where he came from. Sometimes you just thought you heard a soft hum, as if the wind itself was carrying a melody. That evening he was wandering around among the shelves of a small, almost empty supermarket. The few people who were still shopping did not notice him. But he heard them – every whisper, every thought, every laugh. From these voices he formed his stories. A young woman was mindlessly humming a song while selecting apples. An elderly man quietly muttered the names of his grandchildren. Two teenagers were arguing half-heartedly about which snack was the best. For the world, they were just everyday sounds. For him, it was sparks. And so a new song was born inside him – a song about longing, courage and quiet everyday moments that are often overlooked. A song that interweaved into a whole story with unusual ease. When he left the store, only a delicate reverberation remained, like a barely perceptible echo in the night. People continued to follow their paths, not knowing that they had become part of a song. The Echo Sounder of the Night smiled. The night was full of voices. And he was ready to listen to them. Lyrics Deep blue echo sounder Distant drums Quiet construction Old choirs breathing space We are pulsating Dream in a dream Your shoes full of shine Black jacket Cold dance Our shadows are much too loud You're laughing wildly I can hardly hold myself Indian colors in your gaze Red stripes A small piece Under lights Bright and clear Let's become a star radar Echo Sounder of the night Feel how it crashes into us Every step is a radio signal Getting deeper and deeper Radical Echo Sounder of the night We dive hand in hand Through the noise to the melody Until the morning eludes us Your voice hits my blood High reputation The throat is glowing At the back, the choir is already lifting Holy wild As if you can Finnish cold air in the hall But the forehead has long been totally Sweating Are you laughing in my ear "Seven minutes Then we are gone“ Echo Sounder of the night Feel how it crashes into us Every step is a radio signal Getting deeper and deeper Radical Echo Sounder of the night We dive hand in hand Through the noise to the melody Until the morning eludes us Oho Oho We call across the sea (oho) Oho Oho No way back from here (hey!) Gospel hands in the air Winds are burning through the air Everything is spinning Everything is screaming And yet we are on time Echo Sounder of the night Feel how it crashes into us Every step is a radio signal Getting deeper and deeper Radical Echo Sounder of the night We dive hand in hand Through the noise to the melody Until the morning eludes us Echo sounder Echo sounder Calling my heart in the overbot Echo sounder Echo sounder Until the first red of the day Lyrics written Kai-Dominik Bertha (ELAG ERFURT) Copyright by Radio PTR Radio PTR Inc. Slowakei Most SNP, 851 01 Bratislava #song #dance #dancevideo

孤高の放浪詩人。路上ハ-モニカ演奏家。密行第一、多聞第一、詩人第一、妙音現一切色身仏。Isolated roam poet. Harmonica player on the road. משורר נודד בודד. מפוחית רחוב נגנים. 全国北は北海道稚内市から南は九州鹿児島まで全国主要都市で路上ライブをしてきました。そのほとんどを動画にし記録したものです。毎月必ず一曲と数回の路上ライブを行っております。チャンネル登録よろしくお願いします。 We have performed on the streets in major cities across the country, from Wakkanai City in Hokkaido in the north to Kagoshima in Kyushu in the south. Most of it was recorded on video. We always perform one song and perform several times on the street every month. Please subscribe to the channel https://www.youtube.com/@tomozo1234

Before the labels, the questions, the waiting. It carried the truth quietly, patiently, long before I ever said it out loud. Every step, every breath, every moment of becoming was my body remembering who I’ve always been, even when the world needed time to catch up.

Before the labels, the questions, the waiting. It carried the truth quietly, patiently, long before I ever said it out loud. Every step, every breath, every moment of becoming was my body remembering who I’ve always been, even when the world needed time to catch up.

Several months had passed since Chris successfully obtained "Aqua," one of the Crystal Elements, in the underwater city. Now in middle school, he was enjoying a peaceful life. However, one day, Sana goes missing after school and never returns home. While searching for Sana, Chris arrives behind the old school building and discovers a strange ritual being performed inside a decrepit warehouse. To his shock, the person conducting the ritual is someone he never expected. With a new ally joining their ranks, Chris and his friends set off once more on a quest to obtain another Crystal Element. Guided to a haze city shrouded in thick mist, they must face a new threat to protect the Earth from the forces of darkness. This is the third installment in the grand fantasy series, blending spiritual themes with epic adventure. Please enjoy it! English ver. is automatically translated by AI. And so, please forgive me if it is difficult for you to understand appropriately...

Every step forward has been intentional, every choice rooted in truth. I honor the past for what it taught me, but I don’t live there anymore. This is presence, growth, and self-recognition in real time — unapologetic, evolving, and fully mine.

Every step forward has been intentional, every choice rooted in truth. I honor the past for what it taught me, but I don’t live there anymore. This is presence, growth, and self-recognition in real time — unapologetic, evolving, and fully mine.

2nd chapter of acts - heart strings - wide mono Edit for headphones."2nd Chapter Of Acts" - beautiful music - two sisters and their brother: Annie, Nelly, Matthew Ward in the good old days... 1976 I think it was. The original release is on their album "Night Light" HEART STRINGS (Annie Herring) yesterday my heart was fine now it's skippin' out of time I should have listened to my heartstrings never should have taken that left turn should have listened to my heartstrings now my sweet life is tumblin' tumblin' down all at once  I was in trouble I need help and  on the double someone said sin is so subtle Lord it's true when I lose sight of you tumblin' tumblin' down tumblin' when I lose sight of you yesterday my heart was fine now it's skippin' out of time I should have listened to my heartstrings never should have taken that left turn should have listened to my heartstrings now my sweet life is tumblin' tumblin' down tumblin' tumblin' down all at once  I was in trouble I need help and  on the double someone said sin is so subtle Lord it's true when I lose sight of you keepin' my eyes on you keepin' my eyes on you keepin' my eyes on you keepin' my eyes on you keepin' my eyes on you keepin' my eyes on you keepin' my eyes on you keepin' my eyes on you keepin' my eyes on you keepin' my eyes on you keepin' my eyes on you keepin' my eyes on you ®© ®© ruudtes rock & rolling sixties All rights reserved by the copyright owners. This nonprofit fan-made video is solely to promote awareness and interest in the artists and the music. No copyright infringement is intended. The purpose of this upload is for viewer enjoyment and education, not for monetary gain.

The concept for Thunderbirds was created by an American actress and presented to Gerry Anderson along with the soundtrack orchestra, which is why the characters in Thunderbirds are American, despite it being a British children's TV series.

After glass go broken on doors, I was yelled at and called by mother again as mentaly ill sick individual etc. reason because of whom father left to home for elderly ausertimes.blogspot.com/2026/01/gaslighting-jan-14th-2026-and-what.html Gaslighting Jan 14th, 2026 AND WHAT ended with my catching lady imitating Ljubljana psychiatric nurses and broken door glass at 04am after warning mother about drying clothing in a wrong part of the house door glass, window, mother, elder care, van, home for elderly, father, windshield, wipers, heating, car, vw polo,

Not because it was easy, but because it meant choosing truth over comfort, authenticity over approval, and love over fear. Every step toward who I am now required unlearning expectations, shedding silence, and trusting my own voice. I didn’t become fearless; I became honest—and that honesty is what set me free.

A good day just feels different when the energy is right—and today was exactly that. Soft smiles, calm confidence, and a little charm that doesn’t even try too hard. I let the day flow, stayed in my glow, and enjoyed every small moment that made it feel special. No rush, no stress, just good vibes and a charming babe enjoying her own company… and maybe yours too.

I exist loudly because silence almost erased me — because every time I was quiet to make others comfortable, I disappeared a little more. My voice is not excess; it is survival, memory, and proof that I’m still here. I speak, shine, and take up space not to be disruptive, but to be undeniable — a living refusal to return to the shadows that once tried to claim me.

I exist loudly because silence almost erased me — because every time I was quiet to make others comfortable, I disappeared a little more. My voice is not excess; it is survival, memory, and proof that I’m still here. I speak, shine, and take up space not to be disruptive, but to be undeniable — a living refusal to return to the shadows that once tried to claim me.

Would you give me a chance now?

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Built different, not by accident but by intention. Every step, every look, every move comes from knowing my worth. I don’t chase attention — it finds me. I stand out without trying, because I was never meant to blend in.

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It lived quietly in the pauses, in the becoming, in every moment I chose truth over comfort. Time didn’t create me; it simply gave me space to arrive fully, honestly, and unapologetically as the woman I’ve always been.

It lived quietly in the pauses, in the becoming, in every moment I chose truth over comfort. Time didn’t create me; it simply gave me space to arrive fully, honestly, and unapologetically as the woman I’ve always been.

In 1982, at age 83, Alonzo Mann — the former office boy at the National Pencil Company — came forward with a sworn affidavit that shattered the narrative of one of America's most infamous miscarriages of justice: the 1913 conviction and 1915 lynching of Leo M. Frank for the murder of 13-year-old Mary Phagan. Mann, who was just 14 in 1913, revealed he had withheld crucial information out of fear. On Confederate Memorial Day, April 26, 1913, he returned to the factory shortly after noon and saw janitor Jim Conley holding the unconscious (or dead) body of Mary Phagan on the first floor. Conley, alone with the girl slung over his shoulder, threatened Mann: "If you ever mention this, I'll kill you." Terrified, the young boy fled and told only his mother, who insisted he remain silent to protect him and the family. Mann testified briefly at Frank's trial but was never asked about what he saw upon returning. Conley's testimony — claiming Frank killed Phagan and forced him to help move the body — was riddled with lies, according to Mann. Conley alone had the body on the ground floor, not Frank. Mann believed Conley attacked Phagan for her $1.20 paycheck, not for sexual motives, as her money was never found. Haunted for nearly 70 years, Mann regretted his silence, believing his full testimony would have acquitted Frank and prevented his lynching by a Marietta mob. He shared the secret with family, friends, and even a reporter decades earlier, but only in 1982 — facing heart issues and a pacemaker — did he make it public through reporters Jerry Thompson and Bob Sherborne. This affidavit highlights how fear, antisemitic crowds yelling "Kill the Jew," perjured testimony, and a rushed trial led to tragedy. It underscores that courts and juries can err gravely, with irreversible consequences. Mann hoped revealing the truth, even late, would clear the record: Leo Frank was innocent; Jim Conley was the killer. Keywords: Leo Frank case, Mary Phagan murder, Alonzo Mann affidavit, Jim Conley lies, 1913 Atlanta trial, wrongful conviction, antisemitism history, exoneration evidence.

It wasn’t about becoming someone new—it was about uncovering the truth I’d always carried. With every step, I shed the weight of pretending and stepped into clarity, confidence, and self-love. This is me, fully present, fully alive, and finally at home in my own skin.

It wasn’t about becoming someone new—it was about uncovering the truth I’d always carried. With every step, I shed the weight of pretending and stepped into clarity, confidence, and self-love. This is me, fully present, fully alive, and finally at home in my own skin.

Not weakened by change, but sharpened by it. Every step of my becoming peeled away what was never mine to carry, revealing a self that’s honest, resilient, and fully alive. This isn’t a reinvention for approval; it’s a return to what’s always been real, lived openly and without apology.

Not weakened by change, but sharpened by it. Every step of my becoming peeled away what was never mine to carry, revealing a self that’s honest, resilient, and fully alive. This isn’t a reinvention for approval; it’s a return to what’s always been real, lived openly and without apology.