This is Steem and Steem Dollar trading information for the last day. Positive outlook for sure. Image by francousqui from Pixabay

Sleep was tasking. Feels like someone pummeled my dreams while my soul astral traveled. I woke up with a start. Body felt broken. My head wasn't exactly hurting. It felt more like a psychic headache. I

The last day wasn't that rosy for Steem. It took a rather hard hit and lost some value. Such is the nature of the cryptocurrency space. A volatile market not for the faint of heart. image by pixabay

I buy crypto every chance i get. My stash is growing slowly but surely. It is a long term investment. I am playing for keeps. It's the only way I have ever known. I envisage a day when I will be able to

Your best life is here and now It's the only one you have Not yesterday's shadow Not a future dream either Sometimes you get caught up breathing nostalgic fumes Just makes you weak crushing you with regret

Recently I got on the mic at my brother’s house and went freestyle poetry crazy. I felt real good. The mic is the same as those they use in professional studios so that just pushed me over the top. Am

I hated routine until I didn't It's a compromise to my well being not conformity to any isms, norms I didn't acquiesce to the cog culture I still grind to unique My routine is mindfulness Early to rise

A freestyle spontaneous spoken in my brother's home studio ► Listen on DSound ► Listen from source (IPFS)

Yesterday's Steem volume data. And also price in USD.

How you persist in the face of doubt They tried to kill your name You never stopped calling it You fell countless times Bruised and smeared You Rose with the good Life is your best imagination You create

I carry two phones pretty much out of necessity. My daily driver is a cheap lightweight of a phone and since am always on the move I most definitely need a backup. Quite hilarious the backup is also a

Hearts show no mercy Impaling souls with Roman gibbets Pumping death from shriveled dreams Stalking the wasteland like mad memory like death's concubine Spills a poison arrow with virgin blood Kills the

My latest laptop is a behemoth. It's quite the heavy machine to lug around. My brother gifted it to me and am eternally grateful. I was machine empty for a minute. Not a good state to be in for a geek.

I didn’t look back I faced forward I stayed present when the past rumbled I left the noise behind I silenced my critics before they could critique I forgave myself before I was forgiven Hindsight was enough

Steem is persistent. It won't back down. Link below gives us the scoop.

Too early I reckon Samsung rushed their folding phone. Guess they wanted to be first. And I totally understand. I mean it's a novel idea but the tech needs a lot of tweaking. It has serious issues. Honestly

Clean to bone Fresh like birth I breathe deep I zone out to zen The way opens up Day night attached I choose to live in every second defining the present My future is now when I detoxed

Well yesterday was eerie. Texted with my friend I haven't seen in ten years plus. We were tight when I was back home in the Caribbean. He gave his number to another friend and she sent it to me online.

Steem network did real good. Link below explains everything. image by pixabay

I walk the world every chance I get Breath by breath I glide over the surface like a stranger in a strange land I pause at endpoints to wait for time It catches up and off I go again feeling every step