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Devising a Time Machine

You never know how much you miss someone until they are gone.  I feel defeated today.  I miss her eyes.  I miss her lips.  I miss her laugh. I came to the conclusion that you can’t really force love.  It … Continue reading

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Ouch.

Karma is vicious.  

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The Back Down

Back down, Who Waterloo.  Just give up. She thinks you less of a man.  Less of a human.  An animal, maybe.  But she clearly will not settle her eyes upon you anew and stare deep into the blue rivers of … Continue reading

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The Existence Of I (A VIVID DELUSION)

I exist with loud voices culminating into a laughing mania with snow capped sidewalks and reflecting traffic lights of studious artists re-creating the miracle; of life, of genius- a desk of Yoga sutras, Jay-Z decoded messages, and Explosions in the … Continue reading

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TRANSCENDENCE

  To transcend the misconstrued tellers of a society that advocates the wages of war; To eclipse, those who follow deceitful leaders to the pitfalls of humanity;  To overcome the deepest darkest depths of a fiery hell; To rise against … Continue reading

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Of Relativity

      In storms at sea, O’ I see how the world relates to me and how the world relates to me is none that you can see we are meant to be with separate eyes with separate hearts … Continue reading

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When We Shall Fall

    I’ve seen many friends pass through the surface of earth reborn as flowers that stem from spring time.   I know not my last breath of this whimsical day.   It’ll come unexpectedly charging on horses kicking dirt … Continue reading

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To The Books Scattered Around My Room

  The eternal universe is one big novel ready to be explored;      epic like a Tolstoy or Dostoyevski story (long winded too). An epic hurricane, a monster storm, a lightning bolt of intensity;      all words concurrent to the … Continue reading

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BLOW THE TRUMPETS

    For this nation must lead through adversity , where innovation is the tool that strikes the anvil. My brothers, we all deserve a chance to live, to choose, to dance. I am but one man, but with this … Continue reading

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Sagitta The Arrow

Sagitta the arrowpierced universetears rumbleearth’s cruststars sprinkle dustI’m pure lips to soil

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