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Automatic Writings

Seeking

It’s lateAnd I’m still seekingThe keysDelicately disarming, a time bombSeeing that which needs to be seenBefore a wheel starts spinningAnd whisks me awayBefore the marbles start rollingIn every directionNothing’s as it seemsThis I knowAnd I’m terrifiedOf what’s leftLurking belowThe fog

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I can’t hear you. Speak louder. What is it that you want?

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Meditations

There is No Path

Not every connection can be explained. This is when you know it’s yours. The more unexplainable it is, the more personal it is to you. I don’t mean to sound dramatic, but in a way, this is your “Godhood”. And in another way . . . this is everything. Is it your path? I don’t […]

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Journals

Translucent Strings

It’s never been more clear to me than now, that I don’t know who I really am. There are translucent strings that pull me this way and that. This I know. And in knowing this, I have been able to slowly but surely learn my way out of complete and total ignorance. Perhaps this is […]

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Meditations

Haven’t You Had Enough?

Enough of living a half-life. Enough of living in a chemically-induced stupor. Enough of living in an uninspired state. Enough of wasting a once in a lifetime opportunity. Enough of shoveling money into your empty voids. Enough of being thrashed around by the involuntary thoughts in your mind. Enough of being around those who are […]

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Automatic Writings

Into the Abyss

A cold, lonely, October morning.A dark, spacious, empty room.A young man — desperate and destitute.This one, finally alone,is Overcome. — This is what you wanted, no?Alone, stripped to nothing, and it’s all the sameBut it’s never been more clearThat you keep running the other wayHow could this be what you want?Do you love the horrors?Do […]

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Manifestos

Something Within Me . . .

I once came upon a cliff. Below it: an endless ocean of possibility. Something within me wanted to swim. But something else, desired only to preserve my life. And this something else was stronger than I, for I lived through this something. Its whispered lies were so convincing, so nefariously subtle — that I mistook […]

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Meditations

The Muse

The Muse has always had your back. But you haven’t always had its. And though it won’t hold a grudge, it’s likely hidden itself away. For it was banished from your false kingdom long ago. It sits now — buried, suffocating, and in terminal condition — at the bottom of the landfill your mind has […]