The channel's name says it all. By Hannah Tsehay Contact: @hannah_thinksbot More of Hannah? Blogger at https://blog.lolinemag.com/blogger/Hannah%20Tsehay/ Loline online magaz website: https://lolinemag.com Telegram: @loline_mag
[Above and beyond]
Picture credit: @ውዜ🖤
All of my life,
I have often felt like am always chasing after something that flys...
Something hard to follow, let alone to catch.
My feet walks
My heart runs
and my mind soars
I don't feel comfortable under my own skin
As if my very own body can't contain me
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Hey mama, can you lend me your wings?
@as_hannah_thinks
...More than 600 subscribers😊
You are the reason I hope to keep doing this. Thank you for being here, for sharing my pieces and for supporting. I treasure this.
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Here is to many more Fridays😃🎊
Andddd am back😃
Things got a little busier on my side.
መልካም አረብ ምሽት
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"why is the worst day in human history called good?
Because now the worst humans in history can be called forgiven...#goodfriday"
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Today's piece is a bit long.
I hope you won't have poem hangover after reading it😁
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[🎲Oblivion🎲]
It is funny how whenever I meet new people, I find myself trying to find the traces of people I love in them...
Just checking if there is anything I might stick around for.
Maybe this is why most of the friends we have from very different chapters of our lives end up having surprisingly great deal of things in common to the point you wonder if they some how cross paths in life, they will surely manage to become friends.
I guess we make bonds to keep memories, we befriend others as a way of keeping the fragments of people we love scattered in different bodies. So that when the "whole" is gone, we still have something to hold on to.
Indeed, Oblivion must be our greatest fear.
@as_hannah_thinks
[Moment of truth 👀]
#As_a_lot_of_people_made_hannah_think
Quotes like "you are stronger than they think, braver than you seem..." Don't work their magic on me. And that is because I very much know that I am not. No, this is not coming from a low self-esteem. This is coming from knowing myself too well.
Yes, I am much less stronger than I seem, much less braver than people think. And when I say this out loud, people don't believe me. To make matters worse, they even think I am humbling myself by saying this. I get tired explaining myself.
And the realization that I am not as good as I appear to be breaks me piece by piece everytime. If I have to pick a role model, I guess that would be the perfect me living all comfy inside of people's head. And the fear that comes with knowing that I will never be as good as her is even more shattering.
I sometimes wonder if my serious look together with the glasses is doing this trick. Or just my next level hypocrisy I am not so much aware of? I honestly don't know what I am doing wrong to somehow not represent my actual self.
Who here knows that I second
guess my self as frequent as I think? I spend good part of my time in my head convincing myself to just get up and do life.
I once read faith is for those weak people who can't do life on their own. I am part of the crowd who proudly nod to this. Yes, I can't do life on my own. That is why I lean on my Lord.
I hope there will come a time for me when I will look more like as I come of. But even better, I hope there will come a time when I will look more like His SON.
@as_hannah_thinks
#As_the_brothers_made_hannah_think
[To the brothers]
Growing up, me and my little sis have always felt light around our backs.
As if part of our spinal cords are not in their anatomical position.
As if few of our vertebrae are missing.
And we never wondered why.
That is because we know you have them.
We know you have got our backs.
Always
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And Oh,
How I love you
@as_hannah_thinks
Marking the 70th piece.
Thank you for making me do this😊
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[🌨Seasons🌨]
When people ask me how it feels to wear glasses since young age on daily bases, I always smile and say the world looks so much different behind the glasses. There is an art in looking past the lenses and yet through them.
But it is not always as fun to wear them. Putting on facemask with your glasses for good part of your days is pure struggle. And It gets worse on misty mornings.
My breathes escape the facemask and haze my glasses. My legs decide to function without consulting my eyes, hi-five-ing the gravels and tiny rocks standing on their way clumsily.
Even if I have to pause every now and then to wipe off the fog from the lenses in the misty morning rash hours, I will do it anyway. Cause my eyes need 'em lenses so bad and this is what you do to keep going forward.
And I remind myself this when my emotions cloud my judgment. Something which happens very often by the way. I try to pause and wipe out the thick fog before it starts raining..
But sometimes it rains anyway and it rains heavy. And I call that "The Winter of the soul".
Good thing Winter is a season. And like any season...
this too, shall pass!
@as_hannah_thinks
Yes, today's piece is specifically dedicated to the people who say " እግር ብላ "
Have a fun Friday አርብ - ኧኞች
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Those days you run out of words for wordplays, so you start creating new ones... Say like aiglatson.
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[🏃♀Escape🏃]
So this is how I basically come up with solutions to my biggest problems.
I take two spoons of those very problems and dissolve them in a huge barrel filled with a foggy-ish liquid called postponement.
Woe to the days my chemistry goes wrong
Woe to the days I run out of time
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@as_hannah_thinks
[Reality_check 101]
A Nurse may have to pull an all-night watching over her patients while her family at home wants her by their side. It doesn't mean she loves her family less.
A college student may have to spend his day studying for his finals than go and hang out with his best friend who is only in town for a day. It doesn't mean he loves his best friend any less.
A mom may devote all her free time taking care of her infant, and it sure doesn't mean she loves her husband less than she did when she married him.
You see, priority doesn't necessarily depend on the magnitude of love.
Priority is more about responsibility than it is about love. It is about who or what needs your attention more.
And to demand to always be a priority in our loved ones life is just unfair.
So yes this is what I meant when I last time said, In this life... I can't say you are my priority cause you are not. I can't say you come first, cause you don't. But you surely come before me And I hope that is enough.
@as_hannah_thinks
(#As_hilu_made_hannah_think)
[Me too/ Me two?]
That moment when these phrases can be used interchangeably, cause as much as it scares you...you see your self in the other person
Your thoughts rhyme
You speak alike
And when they say something, you be like "oh, me too😮"
And you say that too often that you wonder weather you should be saying me too, or me two.🤔
You are sure your soul is with you ,but you see urself in another being.😳
You get confused
What can possibly explain this?
And even after many many years, you still can't solve the mystery of friendship and sisterhood.
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@as_hannah_thinks
[🏃♀Relay race🏃♀]
I remember I was in elementary grade school and our teacher was telling us how the future of this country laid in our hands, the tiny hands of bunch of bewildered kids.
Our teacher was in his late twenties.
In just couple of years, I would be as old as him.
I wonder if I will also be handing down a country I even haven't received.
Generation chain is like a relay race, I have been told.
You run your run and hand down the baton to the next person.
We are supposed to run the fastest in our young age, right? but if we are already handing the baton in our twenties...that my friend, is a huge problem.
As if the that baton is a hot boiled potato, that you can't wait to just pass it on to the next person before your palms get burned...
How did we get here?
Didn't we all grow up dreaming beautiful dreams?
Who stole our dreams and "graciously" let us keep our sleeps?
What happened to us?
@as_hannah_thinks
[Sonder]
Somethings don't especially add up in my head. For example, the thought that every someone is possibly someone's loved one perplex me.
Your mean boss can be the best dad to his daughter. The trash talking guy on a taxi can be someone's beloved brother. The gossipy neighbor of yours may mean the world to her son. Your super annoying classmate can be someone's best friend...the list goes on.
Every someone is possibly a beloved someone to at least someone.
As much as this reminds me to be more graceful towards both myself and others, it bugs me not to know where exactly this discrepancy roots from. Why is the whatever ounce of "goodness" we have so compartmentalized?
I guess as a society we focus too much on being a good parent, a lovely daughter, a wonderful son, a great friend a good student, a good leader, a good employee...that we forget about being a good human being.
When the whole is good, it is guaranteed the pieces are just as good. But not necessarily the other way around.
Maybe this is what the psalmist had in mind when he said ልጄ ሆይ ሰው ሁን to his Son.
@as_hannah_thinks
[My favorite memory ( #2)]
I thought of how desperately I needed You...
I thought of how far I felt from Your presence...
I thought the things I thought I had to do to get closer to you...to earn Your love.
I thought of how my deeds failed me terribly and how far I still was to even be remotely close to You...
I thought of what you did to close the gap...
I thought of Your Grace
I thought of Your Cross ✝️
I thought of You, Jesus🖤
What do I say?
I thank You always or I thank You forever,
I just don't know which one is longer.
@as_hannah_thinks
[🍻Hangover🍻]
No matter what comes my way,
I really hope I never wake up to a hangover...
Nah, that ain't how I am gonna treat my trauma
Nah, that ain't how I was raised by my mama
Yeah, things have been tough lately and I have been losing weight
But I ain't never gonna get light enough to float over a liquors surface.
So many questions, mountain of doubts
but I know a glass is a very narrow place to look for something that large
young bloods listen out
Life is full of adventure
And you can dive right in to an adventure, without necessarily bringing danger to the venture
Trust me, health ain't overrated.
I am not gonna lose it on couple of big Jambos of drafts
When I am dealing with a lot to be finalized.
Not gonna whine over a wine
yeah, a lot might be weighting
And buckets of beer can't help me bear it
who am I kidding?
I am not gonna hangover the drips of booze
something so loose that it literally flows.
Where it is taking me, God only knows
If I am ever gonna hangover,
I'mma hangover on a rock
on something solid, on something strong
you know, solid like...say my faith and my loved ones embrace
I'mma hangover those and stay alive
And when the night has passed and it is time for the light
I'mma wake up to a clearer head and a smiling heart
That is my hangover
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@as_hannah_thinks
Without oblivion, there is no remembrance possible. When both oblivion and memory are wise, when the general soul of man is clear, melodious, true, there may come a modern Iliad as memorial of the Past. -Thomas Carlyle
Читать полностью…[🔙Backspace🔙]
Romanticising the night sky, the moon and the stars is the "ABC" of love poems and songs.
I am sorry but these are not my things.
I don't relate you to any of those enticing space bodies.
To be honest, you remind me of the "backspace" than you remind me of anything about the actual space out there.
And yes by "Backspace", I mean the key on the right upper part of your keyboard.
Now that we have established my weirdness, give me a space to make my case.
Yes you do remind me of the "backspace".
A key to go back, a room to write and right my wrongs.
A safe space to edit myself.
Unprejudiced place to make mistakes and realize my faults.
A space to be human.
And even better ...with a chance to be a better one.
Yeah, I do think you look a lot like the human version of backspace.
People may conquer all the places in the world, they may even go above and beyond to someday inhabit the mars and more.
But not many get the free pass to priceless spaces like the one you provide.
My backspace.
@as_hannah_thinks
Friday night hits different ⚡️
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Here is my other brutally honest piece... ተጋበዙ
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[💬As_hannah_thinks💬]
Not everything I write is about me.
You see, I have a whole kind of
country going on inside of my head.
And the people are real beauty,
a lot of times they tell me stories and they make me smile
They paint beautiful pictures on the canvas of my imagination, and they tell me it is their flag.🏴
So ,
I promised I will write them new anthems every now and then.
The lyrics being about them.
They said they titled it #As_hannah_thinks.
And now my pen sings,
and now my pen sings.
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@as_hannah_thinks
[Masterpiece]
Unlike many poets,
I’m afraid to have a masterpiece
a magnum opus, a wowing poem
about the people and the stuffs I love.
You see the thing is
The moment I finally come up with a masterpiece
All my other pieces will automatically demote to being slaves
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to the masterpiece.
And that is not well with my democratic soul!
I love my pieces,
Their glued-together version makes a chunk part of who I am.
So there you have it...
This is why I barely write about you,
cause I am afraid of having a masterpiece.
@as_hannah_thinks
#As_the_psalmist_made_hannah_think
(Dedicated to all the people who say "እግር ብላ"😂)
[Miss.feet👣/Misfit👻]
Hey there, let me ask you
what do you think is the most beautiful part of the human body?
You may pick the brain, you may say the heart, or even the lungs
how about the liv-er?kidneys ain't too bad...
But I tell you, nothing like the feet. yeah, you heard me right
and you prolly being like...wait whuuuaatt?
I say it again. Nothing like the feet, let me explain.
This world is like an open field with a gate on one end
And we are all nomads
walking in day light,
Camping for the night
so many ways...only a single right path, and walking it right is my purpose in life.
numbered days...no tym for getting lost. Experimenting ain't exactly how the map works
So on the black days, and on the darkest nights...
when the brain can't think clear, and the heart is too emotional, when your very own breath suffocates your very own lungs...
when everybody is being just another leave-er and the kidneys ain't filtering right
when the whole body seems to be falling apart...
It is my feet that stand me still, it is my feet that walk me right.
Yeah, faith has a lot to do with the feet than it has ever done with the heart.
So if there will ever be beauty contest on who is the most beautiful body part....
please crown the feet for me
tell her she is so pretty
tell her she is so important
And call her Miss.feet🎖
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and call me misfit
cuz I refuse to conform to the ways of this world, I refuse to blend to the beauty norm.
Yeah i'mma stand still, I'mma walk right.
The sun might set,
but the SON has risen.
@as_hannah_thinks
[Aiglatson]
I see people, I go to places
I see pictures, I hear music
And they bring back memories
... Memories we could have made
No, this is not nostalgia
This is the reverse of it.
Aiglatson
I mean,
how pathetic is this?
@as_hannah_thinks
[Reality_check 102]
I bet you are the secretary at the head quarter of generalization.
I bet you have practiced a lot on Mavis Beacon as a child, cause I can see you stereotype real fast.
You are just one coward person, you are so afraid of the unknown. So afraid that you rather keep all the people you haven’t given the chance to explain themselves in little boxes you make in the backyard of your ignorance and seal them with a label than make efforts to actually know them. A label that fits your previous knowledge or experience. What better do you know?
You are just so afraid And I have witnessed that the fearful people are the most atrocious ones. I have seen that you won't back down to amputate people's limbs and chop down their body parts till they fit in to your little boxes. That way, you sleep in peace at night.
Some mornings you wake up to the crow of the rooster inside of you, feeling gracious enough to silence your ego and give people a chance, but then you chicken out half way down the road.
You coward soul, I say get over yourself!
Your “enormous” life experience, your “I have seen this” and “I know the types” don’t provide enough letters to stereotype someone. Even Majority truth is not an excuse for stereotype.
We should give the people we don't know the benefit of the doubt, everyone deserves that much.
At least.
(Writer's note: I sometimes refer to myself in second person while I am having conversations with myself) @as_hannah_thinks
"Time is everything we have and don't." — Atticus
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#help_someone_and_love_your_neighbor_anyway
For today, we will do some fact digest.
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#love_your_neighbor_anyway
Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one!" —C.S. Lewis
...☝️this was true for us too. Happy birthday
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