Alexandrea Justine
Bio
Writer, dreamer and creator. Shifting thinking to forward for a better world. Being a bridge between emotion and words.
Stories (9/0)
The Dreamer
To find the heart of the dreamer, one has to breathe the mist filled air, letting the clean wash away the darkest of thoughts. To dream is to have the sense of something larger than the mind. Far too often, the darkness wins and the ideas of the dreamer are lost to the thoughtless abyss. Dreamers believe to their hearts content, to see the smallest waves of peace in the storm. How different the lives of everyone seeking shelter as the thunder and lightening echoes the sky.
By Alexandrea Justine2 years ago in Poets
Kindness
Looking to the stars meant giving hope to the next day, a silent promise on our lips to choose kindness over the harsh world around us. But our words slip from our minds as we face the world head on. Gripping the fabric of reality as the world comes crashing down around us. The waterfall above us trickling, nursing our thoughts and emotions. Manageable as we savor the coolness of the water; grounding us from the world.
By Alexandrea Justine2 years ago in Poets
Stars of Tyde Pt. 3
The first week of shipments had gone well enough that Orla opened the main deck to the crew to party and drink to their heart's content. She figured it would allow the freedom that they might have missed with other captains and it would give her a chance to see how her crew acted relaxed. Orla drew a sigil on the helm, linking her magic to the ship keeping them on course.
By Alexandrea Justine3 years ago in Fiction
Stars of Tyde
A joyless sail through the ocean made a difference in the passion she longed for. The sea was her home; always changing and shifting under the belly of the ship. The ideas of creatures and treasures under her feet. But Captain Drake made the song wane into sadness every time she boarded the Royal.
By Alexandrea Justine3 years ago in Filthy
Trust
Oftentimes writers are told that in order to make it, there needs to be a community in which ideas and creativity is shared. While I still find that true, it is hard to weed out the doubt that forms when others are doing far better than you believe yourself to be at.
By Alexandrea Justine3 years ago in Journal
Blackest Sheep
Three stood in photos that have crossed the feed of the past. Blank in the meaning of a missing figure standing in a line with the rest. Each picture plays a part in the way that a life is played out, left out and unwanted. Three supporting the others while looking down on the rest, or speaking behind their back.
By Alexandrea Justine3 years ago in Humans
Darkest Clouds
Far too many times she stumbled up the stairs and dropped everything in her arms, scattering papers and books everywhere along the tiled steps over the past few months. Today was no different. Everyday she kept to herself, picking up the pages and the books as she barely saw the rubber of shoes step around her as if she is the plague that everyone is so worried about.
By Alexandrea Justine3 years ago in Journal
Forgive -- Not Forget
Forgiveness is meant to be a two way street. For most. But forgiveness is meant to be for the person needing peace within that moment to move forward. The struggles everyone gets faced with, the anger and the grief passed from person to person; harsh words are expressed. To gaze and realize that forgiveness is meant to be a step forward, takes on its own challenges.
By Alexandrea Justine3 years ago in Humans
