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On everything ordinary and the extraordinary struggle to escape it.
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The Demons I Made
The world may inspire the demons that live in our heads. It doesn’t birth them. Neither does hell or does divine. We’re the only ones with the power.
Things that we see, hear or live through become our muse. Then our minds set to chisel away at ether and then come the nightmare creatures pouring in.
While most of us are ignorant or seem to have forgotten, some of us are very aware of this human…
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The dungeon comes to Visit
The dungeon comes to Visit
Most days I know am not
Back in that place
Where I once was lost
And so was all hope .
Nothing in sight but
Darkness and dismay.
I know I escaped
Into light, into life
But once in every while like
A phantom in the wind
The dungeon comes to visit
Haunts me in very daylight
Till I can not move
Nor tell day from night
It takes me all the way
Back to that fright
Trapping me for but a…
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Potty Thought #200
Life ain’t easy
But it’s simple
Give up
Or
Buck up.
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Candid musings #1
I don’t want a relationship. I want a conversationship.
Like just conversations on anything and everything. Politics and Astronomy and Emotions and Technology. Anything and
Everything and Nothing.
No drama. No expectations. No judgement.
Wouldn’t that me wonderful?
Someone to just talk to.
Like a diary that could reply.
Thoughts?
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Would you?
Would you still remember me?
Long after am a whisper in the wind.
Would I be any part of your memories?
Haunting you with smile or with tear
Would you notice my absence ?
Miss the little things that made me.
Would your day be any different?
Pause and feel lost for a second.
Would walking down the beach remind of me?
The waves gushing with my stories.
Would you begrudge the empty seat in…
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In Silence
I don’t really mind the silence.
I just wish there was someone to share it with.
I don’t need sweet words.
I don’t want a shoulder to cry on.
I don’t need someone to lean on.
I just want someone to share this silence with.
To stand together in solitude.
To navigate the darkness with.
To fight our demons by ourselves but alongside
I don’t want a companion.
Just some company.
A quite…
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It’s about the moments.
Life is in moments.
It only takes a moments mishap to sour a wonderful day
Only but a moment’s fortune can turn a dreadful day around.
It’s all about these moments.
It’s all about the now. This very day.
This very second.
This very moment.
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What should I do?
Should I let the hurt seep in and harden me. So am never hurt that way again?
Or
Should I let the hurt go and brace to be hurt anew?
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Legends Never Die
Her eyes were alight with power. And a deep shadow grew behind her even as her entire body began to glow. An iridescent, blinding golden so bright it almost looked white. A light the likes of which I imagined only could be birthed in the heaven.
The shimmering power shinning through her eyes entirely hellfire. The kohl lining her eyes seeming to portray her control over the power. Confining it.…
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Legends
She was everything and nothing.
A memory.
A whisper.
A thought.
A dream.
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Living between the lines
Everything she felt.. felt borrowed, stolen, from between pages of the hundreds of books she read everyday, from the movies she made herself watch. there was nothing inside her, no feeling that felt familiar, that was born of her, that felt like hers. any love she felt belonged to the characters in the novels she adored so much. Any pain, theirs as well. She felt their joy, smiled when they did.…
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Nothingness Pt1
What do you do
Art by Pracha
When emptiness takes root
It’s not pain
It’s not numbness
It’s not even loneliness
And it’s also not darkness
Pure nothingness
Seeps deeper into my soul everyday
Rendering me empty
From within and out
The root digs deeper
Entwining with my core
Leaving me with nothing
Leaving me as nothing
I cannot now see
Hear or in the least feel
Little things and…
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Your Worst Nightmare
Nothing has more potential of scaring you more than your own mind.
Illustration by Paulo Viera
Because it knows. It knows every little thing about you. Your darkest desires, your deepest fears, your best kept secrets.
There isn’t and never will be anything or anyone that knows you better.
So it can conjure and concoct demons just for you out of your own personal hell. To bring to you the…
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Most Underrated Superpower !!
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Our reality, or more accurately our understanding of reality, changes constantly, randomly, unpredictably.
What’s scary is that the most trivial of thoughts, events, feelings can trigger that change.
Adaptability is a superpower we exercise so often. It’s underrated.
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Your worst nightmare.
Nothing has more potential of scaring you the most than your own mind. Because it knows. It knows every little thing about you. Your darkest desires, your deepest fears, your best kept secrets. There isn’t and never will be anything or anyone that knows you better. So it can conjure and concoct demons just for you out of your own personal hell. To bring to your the worst possible nightmares.…
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Broken (Comments appreciated though not expected)
She lay on the dark and dirty floor, broken. Bleeding and bruising, hurting.
The floor was covered with her blood, fresh and old. Her body an artwork of wounds and bruises. Some wounds had healed, leaving behind ugly jagged scars, some were still gaping, bleeding. The bruises old left no marks, but they hurt. I bet they hurt. The recent ones red to purple.
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