(Activity) Open Expression (Exercise) Create freely in response to the week. Any form. Any length. Any Topic. You Choose. Follow Momentum. Here’s My Offering (Example): Ever notice how some people say sorry so quick, they don’t have to sit in what they did long enough to feel it or fix it. They rush past it, like accountability got a time limit, like discomfort is something to avoid, and forgetting is the part of the teaching. And I used to accept that used to meet “sorry” halfway, like it meant something on its own. Now, I just watch because change don’t speak fast, it just shows up different. And if it doesn’t, then the apology was never for me anyway. ©️Southern Seoul ~ Angel Kim #SouthernSeoulSpeaks #tresduravia

Theme: Dreams Not every dream is random. Some feel like warnings. Some feel like answers. Some feel like something or someone trying to reach you while you’re quiet enough to listen. Dreams can blur the line between memory, imagination, and something deeper. Today we explore what shows up when the world goes silent and the spirit starts speaking. ⸻ Prompt 1 – Was It Really A Dream? Write a poem about a dream that felt too real to ignore. Something that stayed with you after you woke up. Was it a warning, a message, or something you still can’t explain? ⸻ Prompt 2 – I Met Something There Write a poem about an encounter in a dream. This could be a person, a presence, a version of yourself, or something unexplainable. What did it leave you with? ⸻ Prompt 3 – Dreams Speak in Symbols Write a poem using dream-like imagery and symbolism instead of direct explanation. Let the meaning reveal itself through metaphor, not clarity.

Thursday Edition Meaning, Slightly Unsupervised (Activity) Let Language Loosen Giving Linguistic Disturbance (Exercise) Post one to five lines where language bends, slips, or misbehaves. Short. Witty. Unpolished (Micro Poem). Let meaning drift just far enough to notice. Topic: Running Here’s My Offering (Example) : My past still running laps around me. Keeps tryna catch who I was. I outgrew the race. Changed tracks completely, Because there’s no finish line back there. #SouthernSeoulSpeaks #tresduravia

TAUGHTQUIET /ˈtɔtˌkwaɪət/ (adj.) Definition Taughtquiet describes understanding transmitted without direct instruction.Knowledge carried through presence, pattern, and atmosphere rather than spoken guidance. — Soulprint You learned by being near it.Nothing announced itself,yet something settled into you. Taughtquiet lives in what entered without being named. — Clarity Shard Silence can carry instruction. — Rememory There were environments where nothing was explained. Still, you understood. Tone revealed ii while repetition shaped it. Taughtquiet returns you to the knowledge that formed without being spoken. — Seal of Enoughness I honor what I learned without being told. If this word resonates with you, you’re welcome to respond below with: • a lesson you absorbed without explanation • a pattern you recognized before it was named • or simply ✦ if this named something familiar This space knows how to hold it.

Lost in Translation was the beginning ... We built towers with our tongues— Not to reach heaven… but to divide it. We argued over syllables, Debated over dialect, Split churches over commas While the message bled out on the floor. We translated words… But never transformed hearts. It was never about Greek or Hebrew, Never about how clean you could quote it— Because even demons know scripture. It was & always been about living it. Love your enemy Not just the one who looks like you, Votes like you, Prays like you… But the one who broke you. Forgive Not seven times, But until your pride runs out of breath And your ego dies on the altar. Feed the hungry Feed the world Not for a post, Not for applause, But because somewhere along the way You realized… that could’ve been you. We shout “truth!” But whisper compassion. We preach “grace!” But practice judgment. And somehow we think heaven applauds that? No— We didn’t misunderstand the language… We avoided the responsibility. Because it’s easier to debate translation Than to crucify your flesh. Easier to quote the light Than to be the light. We turned the message into noise... A thousand voices, A million interpretations, But one truth still standing strong Love God. Love people. Love your sisters & brothers Simple. Offensive. Demanding everything. And still… we complicated it. So don’t tell me the world is broken Because we don’t understand the words... The world is broken Because we refuse to become them. So here’s the question Not what did The Living Testament say.. But why don’t we live like He meant it? ~"B"