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"Voices"
“I'll be right back; gotta poop!” Tyler said, as he danced away gleefully. I knew it was going to be a while. Not the waiting time for his excretion, but the undoubtedly erratic adventure he was about to reveal to me. I could see it in his excited eyes. They were illuminated with a furious anticipation - a gleam that would cause most ( Read more... ) -
Searching for an outlet.
I have this daunting sense that my brain serves to canonize only the emotions that it agrees with. I have trained myself to stifle uncertainties and malice, and hold close to what I find alleviating and fulfilling. I no longer consider the enmities of people’s misfortunes and share with them my grief. Instead, I elucidate this skewed view of life ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
I asked myself earlier if I could think of anything to write about today. I responded with a long pause. -
Evolution From Memories Past.
For years I have been a persnickety writer; a perfectionist who has no idea what perfection is. The time it took me to think of this line was horrendously wasteful. I have always been hesitant to speak my thoughts; always hiding in the shadow of my brother and the absence of understanding of the acts that took place within my family. But today I ( Read more... ) -
All that we see or seem...
English class, building D-1 is where it began ( Read more... ) -
The Winter Escape.
Once upon a night in the midst of the city- slumbering, with the cool air- condensating; howling pneumatics of air-horn locomotives bring familiar monotony to the ears of a sleep-easy challenged individual. This particular individual, lofting through the aroma of an untamed kitchen and sitting with a twitch in his cheek as the trains ( Read more... ) -
Insomnia.
And I'm left with a blank stare, undignified from salivation. My taste buds are dead,
my eyes burn and I can't escape. I inquire into how I got here, as I flounder about
this infected acquisition (obscured). I wonder where my dad is, if hes still in jail or
if it even matters, although it cannot re-shape anything. In fact, I can't even recall the
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Time...
Fate is ending time and vice versa. I have sought out to achieve, but motivation is not of the essence and neither is time. My volitional ability to create has been stultified - hindered useless and without a directional cause. If only there was a reason for this, if only there was a cognitive solution, but until then I will find the joy in ( Read more... ) -
Fuck subjects.
Today was so very bland, so bland in-fact, I can't even write about it...so I wrote a song of obscenities instead, here gos ( Read more... ) -
Ego-centrism amongst theory...Go Jesus! You can do it!...
Narcissism - identity of humanity. Ideology perceived through the depraved. Incisions from the idiosyncratic. Blind conformity.
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Ego?
Read this, these are words, they must be true.
The definition of truth and belief inevitably comes down to the majority vote, and with ( Read more... )