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Category: Writing and Poetry
The bewitching crescent moon continued to shine brightly as the illuminated reflections of distant stars reflected off of the surface of the dimmed shallow pond. With vacant surroundings, the only noises heard around this time was the violent wailing of the screeching wind. However, in the far off distance, beyond the quiet undertone of the damp soil beneath everyone’s feet, something could be hea... » Continue Reading
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Got this shirt recently, I really fuck with it negl (got a venom one too, i’ll show that one later) » Continue Reading
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" Why must you insist on defining joy so narrowly? Where is the paradox in finding suffering and tragedy pleasant, but not other forms of pleasure? There is no singular fixed type of joy, and your confusion is simply derived from your inability to understand that. ” » Continue Reading
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Deception . The lingering cold is engulfed by peculiarities; it pierces where you don't see, it examines the unseen. Under your river of falsehoods, the hidden no longer appears to be so hidden. However, you persist in your lie, secluding yourself unintentionally when exposed; thus, there you lay, your manufactured fallacy of deception exposed. You can no longer succeed if you keep your secrets to... » Continue Reading
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Incompetence . The inability to function in the way society deems fit is fear of nearly half the population. How did I come to this conclusion? Simple. As humans, we are always looking for and scavenging for the secure connection we share with people within ourselves. Validation isn't mandatory, but is always appreciated. You can do it silently or out loud. Even if we choose not to acknowledge it.... » Continue Reading
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Confusion . It surges swiftly, releasing powerful anomalies even when unprovoked; yet, we must always question ourselves whether the disturbed subconscious's frantic attempt to discern what it can not fathom, is actually an abnormality; or just instinct . » Continue Reading
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Self . The quivering pitter patter of the mind, thoughts whisking and shifting with the wind. Thoughts which mimic raindrops in the pale lucent night. It’s almost as if my mind is one of its own. It nearly feels that if I remain stable in my unwavering attempts, that once, and maybe just once, i’ll someday see it. Perceive it. In all its utterly perspicacious brilliance. Preeminence radiates off t... » Continue Reading
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Fate . You there, I carry a question for you: do you believe in fate? Yes, fate; the abstract idea that many people find difficult to cope with. Before you respond, consider this first: " If fate is indeed all that is true, why do we refuse to accept it? " It’s a philosophy repeated since the dawn of both man and woman; fate, the most brilliant showcase of the abnormal, is in its entirety, complet... » Continue Reading
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Abandonment . The inherent sensation caused by the loss of company. Our company. Briefly, the psyche unearths itself when desperate, inside the inner realm of the distinguished consciousness, silently, it ponders; while the many shall go, a few shall remain. We warrant possession, beckoning for it almost as if we require it. Though we as separate individuals know, we know we are fully capable of g... » Continue Reading
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Freedom . Freedom is the yoke of all, a beginning at which we candidly strive to perpetuate. The essence of which makes thoughts drift into the abysmal void of nothingness. The sheer nullity of the subconscious. The cessation of entitlement in which we can not influence even something as basic and mundane as our own beliefs. It robs us of our personhood and takes all that we hold dearest into the ... » Continue Reading
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Derealization . A world’s externality is characterized by no one but the individual who resides in it. The suppressed perception that one’s surrounding is non-existent. A fact we must lay and accept with undeniable certainty. While those who withstand the coercion, those who cognize the facet of reality are able to comprehend the fact that our comprehension can only go so far. Actuality does not e... » Continue Reading
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