Demons of the Psyche

I’m currently working a story named “Demons of the Psyche”. It’s up on Wattpad and I would love if you stick with me as I keep updating it.

Warning: This story contains subjects that might trigger things like depression, anxiety and etc. Please do not read if you are (over) sensitive to such things. Though it’s fiction, I still try to portray what it’s like to be living with certain mood or mental disorders.

What will you do when insanity causes you to fall apart from yourself and your best friend? Kione and Amon are in love with the same girl, but everything goes wrong when she dies. Amon is kidnapped, someone is out to get Kione and both of them find out that their lives have been nothing but a lie. To make matters worse, there’s an ominous entity who is cooking up something big.

Through their struggles with paranoia and illusions (among other things), a number of questions linger, like:

Who killed Stacy?
Who is this dark entity?
What will happen to Amon and Kione?

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Alice in Wonderland (Read Me)

I’M BACK!!!! Sorry, I was taking my summer vacation break. Now, I’m back and I’ve returned with the fairy tale fever….first up…Alice in Wonderland:

“And what is the use of a book,” thought Alice, “without pictures or conversation?” Every single book that is considered as great has pictures, whether they are already there or are created in our minds. Books take us on journeys to places we can only dream of. Conversations are held in our hearts, minds, souls and bodies. Alice in Wonderland is not childish; it is imaginative, personal and mindful. I’m writing this to let you know that. However you think that I won’t convince you “Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”

With its talking animals, bumbling cards, a queen with a terrible temper and other beauties and beasts; Alice in Wonderland is imaginative. This story reveals that anything is possible,. Even Albert Einstein said “Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world”. “Creativity grows when we become opened minded. We become braver when risking, falling and rising. Let’s be honest, how much of us would go after our dreams quicker if we knew that “Nothing is impossible, simply impassable”. Are you ready to grab your key from the table?

Sorry to get personal, but all this is personal. During the book, cartoon or movie (if you paid attention) you would notice that there are a lot of moments where it’s about self discovery. “Who in the world am I? Ah, that’s the great puzzle.” This life is all about figuring out who you are. Even as adults it’s still difficult to know what we want. Decisions! Decisions! Every day there so many decisions! We are endlessly trying to find and chase the White Rabbit we call our hearts. However, if in the process you lose your mind, just know that “You can’t help that, we’re all mad here”.

Speaking about minds, didn’t I mention that Alice in Wonderland is also mindful? To be mindful is to stay in the present and to be aware of your inner and outer self. I remember the line that Alice said “I can’t go back to yesterday because I was a different person then”. These words couldn’t be any truer. We are always changing, improving ourselves until we are who we want to be, but even then, we never stop perfecting. Like little bread shaped butterflies, we keep trying to find the flavor that suits us. Pay attention to the rhythm of your body and the symphonies of the universe. Instrumental creatures are playing the songs you should listen to. Savor each moment, because next thing you know, it all turns out to be a dream that you never got to enjoy.

“Begin at the beginning,” the King said, very gravely, “and go on till you come to the end: then stop.” Over the hills of imagination, under the land of personal and and just behind the tree of mindfulness, lies a treasure for all ages. Alice in Wonderland opens your eyes, dares you to dream and believe. It teaches us to follow our hearts and that “No wise fish would go anywhere without a porpoise”. If you don’t see what I see or even a portion, well my friend, I believe you’ve lost your muchness, because when we are child-like we are much more muchier.

Julie Acin

Author of Book: Lewis Carroll


Artistic Panel Discussion with Art Saves Lives Foundation


“Don’t miss out Art Saves Lives Foundation Panel Discussion. The panel objective is a joint perspective of where we are artistically and culturally on St. Maarten, what the inhibiting factors are, and what is needed for improvement. The main focus will be restoring value in Culture and the Arts in our community. Planned topics will include:

– The history of Art Education on St. Maarten- Art Education on St. Maarten in the 21st century
– What Art and Culture mean for the future of our community
– How Art helps children learn and thrive
– The future of Art Education in the reality of limited funding”   -Art Saves Lives Foundation

Lookey What I Found!!! Readers are Leaders Have Successful Poetry Evening

PHILIPSBURG – In celebration of World Poetry Day, the Readers are Leaders group organized a Poetry Evening on March 18th entitled: “Expression of Words”.  Young poets from St. Maarten Academy, St. Maarten Vocational Training School, St. Maarten Academy PSVE, Sundial, and St. Dominic High School participated in the event.

The Philipsburg Jubilee Library, Rotary Club of St. Martin Sunrise and the Sint Maarten National Commission for UNESCO would like to congratulate the Reader Are Leaders Board for a fabulous evening of poetry.

Special thanks also go out to the guest poets: La Rich – Lucinda Audain, Julie Alcin and Lenworth Wilson Jr. for sharing their love and passion for the art of the spoken word to the next generation. Also, to the Elemental Jedi Dancing Crew for their spectacular performance.

Suicidal Poet

Would I be frowned upon if shot myself?
Why? Why can’t I stab myself without permission,
Or at least cut these wrists of mine?
You don’t care
You just stood there
Admiring the sight of the kid who stood over me
Laughing, shouting, praising or just silent
Your silence echoed louder to me
You were patient
Like a sadist waiting for his victim to lose breath
So why can’t I take my life?
Did you wish to be the one who did it instead?
Are you dissatisfied by the way I did it?
Did I steal your thunder?
I really hope I did
Just so I can strike you down with it
I thought you would’ve been happy
But if you were to frown down on my poetic suicide
Why didn’t you do anything to stop the root of it?

Dear Society,
Mind you own damn business
Kindest Regards,
A bloody poet

Julie Alcin ©

Find Her

Find a thick woman, write her beauty in the sands
Find a skinny woman, paint her beauty in the skies
Find a short woman and dig deep into the wondrous earth
Find a tall woman and touch the heavens
Find an insecure goddess
And teach her that she doesn’t have to change her size
Beauty is not what society says it is

Julie Alcin ©