Category: Prose
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Celestial update
Dear Mom I thought that I should write to you to give you an update about myself. Ive grown, I feel the burden of life settling on me. I never knew how much worry and weight you held off my back until you left. You did all that with your wisdom and love. I still…
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I waited for you
May-18-2017 – 6:05am In bed, head deep into a dream of inverse reality. I waited for your smooth sway in the house makes up my oxygen to stay alive. I waited for your soft voice that song the eternal remedy for my life despair. I waited for your soft touch to tap my shoulder and…
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Rain and Her
The bell rings, the light drizzle of rain slowly massages your cheeks while cleaning your pure guilt from tormented passions. You walk fast as the rain gets heavier and the bell is about to finish its cycle, and there it is, one beautiful piece of existence, sitting on the side of a curb staring at…
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The Question Dilemma
What are you creating? moments of happiness for yourself, for others, things, energy, power, time. It does not matter. The essence of things is not what you think it is, it is in fact the complete opposite of everything you ever thought it was! If you ask how and why, existence will tell you not…
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Homesickness- It keeps on coming back
Each time i’m alone, soul tired and mind intoxicated by the prolonged dreams of progress, it hits me, like a withdraw from a bad addiction or a strong headache after a bottle of cheap scotch. Shame on a country that separates parents and siblings, friends and memories, loved ones and chirpy feelings of soul surrender…
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Three dimensional dream
Dreaming of a memory of a dream that never came through. Light years are closer to destination than a lost memory of a dream that was forged through inspiration, irrationality, materialization and weird emotional undecisiveness. If castles are built for kings by overworked and underpaid slave workers, dreams are made for one’s soul by the substance of underdeveloped rational,…
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The swing
The mind dissolves in a deep state of misconciousness when it stares at the depth of time and the depth of our lives. Time is deep enough to bury the unspoken secrets of the lonely spirits and our lives are a short breeze that caresse the cheeks of existence after it drank out of our struggles and our long lasting,…
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What’s happened!
Feel as if the world has lost its meaning withing the depth of materialism and every day life struggle. And we are a part of it. We cannot escape the fact that we are stuck, stuck, carried, affected, infected with the latest contagious material objects. Back in the day, an idea will make you stay…