Pasithea is a budding Lebanese Filipino impressionist who enjoys writing poetry in symbolism laced with philosophy and psychology.
Given her legal background having worked as legal and risk management consultant in MENA and the far east; she also writes legal and academic articles.
Her creative writing has been read on several podcasts and radios and was featured in several magazines and anthologies including: Envision Arts, Rigorous, Fevers of the Mind, Osprey's Empire, Voices of the Real and Suicide.
Having written 2500+ poems and more than 12 short stories; Pasithea writes in various styles but prefers pieces that have double meanings to allow a reader to delve deeper into her works.
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Not all arguments or disagreements are always personal attacks on the creative contributor and even if they start that way, the creative mind knows how to redirect not only the attention of both his opponent and audience but also the discussion’s talking points.
Dress up your needs by all means in any style you like but remember not because you refuse to be a bunny you can’t eventually mutate into a puppeteer. We are not guitar heroes to play notes as they are thrown at us from others’ music sheets.
If I were Alice today, I would rewrite Alice in Wonderland to start not by Alice falling down a rabbit’s hole to be one where Alice stumbles upon an overly filtered plastic human with zero verbal and moral filters.
Culture is growth until it fractures
progress with duress and fails to impress.
Culture is relevant until made remnant
when it tortures people’s existence.
We cast our votes in Incredulous
motions and Bleed our incomes
in the palms of the few elites
who Perspire lies on our Egregious
screens conspiring with Insanity as a means!
Know the difference between being in love and being in a relationship because you can be in love with someone but you can't be in a relationship with them. Knowing the difference is key for having a real emotional connection that solidifies a long lasting love life
Because of her, my heart knows whose lips-
I've been dreaming of; because
they tell me, he loves me as we share homes-
our hearts filled with tomorrow's hopes.
The trick is not to stick with what won’t stick. Life's stories are muddy quarries where worries cloud those under and shroud with their thunder bereft memories like lightning hailing pain for rain.
