{"id":131668,"date":"2023-09-02T15:06:45","date_gmt":"2023-09-02T19:06:45","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=131668"},"modified":"2023-09-02T15:06:45","modified_gmt":"2023-09-02T19:06:45","slug":"end-of-the-world-start-of-hope-hour-6","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/end-of-the-world-start-of-hope-hour-6\/","title":{"rendered":"End of the World, Start of Hope (Hour 6)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A solo journey to clear my head<\/p>\n<p>Has only left me with more and more<\/p>\n<p>Could you see it if you were here?<\/p>\n<p>Would you believe me if I told you?<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve stumbled across the end of the earth<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s not flames of misery<\/p>\n<p>Or floods of zombies<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s flat<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s hope<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s a thought portal<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>All the flat earthers<\/p>\n<p>All the round earthers<\/p>\n<p>And everyone else in between<\/p>\n<p>We all have a galaxy full of emotions and opinions<\/p>\n<p>Displayed so perfectly in front of me<\/p>\n<p>Creating a perfect blend of differences<\/p>\n<p>That feel so right next to each other<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>You can see every hope and dream anyone has ever had<\/p>\n<p>Every spark of love and desire and lust<\/p>\n<p>Constellations connecting each thought pattern<\/p>\n<p>None of it ever leading to anything but more and more beauty<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>What if we create our own problems<\/p>\n<p>And downward spirals<\/p>\n<p>By believing life is a circle<\/p>\n<p>Meant to bring us down at some point<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Why do we all wait for the other shoe to drop<\/p>\n<p>When the first one never dropped in the first place?<\/p>\n<p>Or when two shoes will help us get around easier?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Let yourself believe whatever you want<\/p>\n<p>But please,<\/p>\n<p>Let it be accompanied by hope<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A solo journey to clear my head Has only left me with more and more Could you see it if you were here? Would you believe me if I told you? I&#8217;ve stumbled across the end of the earth It&#8217;s not flames of misery Or&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5309,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-131668","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/131668","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5309"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=131668"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/131668\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":132392,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/131668\/revisions\/132392"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=131668"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=131668"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=131668"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}