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[52] Maximising Misery
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Today the feeling in the air is of lucidity. I am served my emotions on a platter tonight. A knife is laid down on my side to either cut myself open and venture into the unknown yet important or just let these suicidal thoughts rust into oblivion. A choice between self-knowledge and happiness I am…
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[49] The Stranger I Knew
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A picture so grey, on broken paper it remains it conjures up a time that held importance but only in the back of my mind time turned its wheels and let it drown away let it lay on the tip of the iceberg now all I can see is a blinking light in my mind, still…
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[46] Write Like You Talk Or Talk Like You Write?
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Write like you talk or Talk like you write? which is better? intuitive thoughts or a consciousness that exhausts the mind. Words are used to bleed the world with an implosion of confusion. Caused by a fusion of overthinking and not being able to think at all. Now if I just change the gears and…
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[45] The Godfather Notebook – Prologue to The Bible for Filmmakers
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[…] I thought that if I could first work on the story on a set of blueprints – a plan – I would then be able to sleep at night. I would feel that at least I would be taking a step forward, that doing it this way would help me get a handle on…
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[44] Solace from the Soulless.
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What shackles us is not the judgement of others but the perceived thought that they will judge us. We humans, a tribal community, have lived life without instantaneous connectivity almost 99% of our time on earth (if we weren’t on other planets). The age we live in, the age of connectivity demands us of our interruption,…
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[41] #NaPoWriMo [15/30] { Oh My God They Did It! }
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A senseless grapevine curls down our neck in between whispers we stand, a hundred of them faceless, they surround with twisted versions of a misheard story a misheard name a conniving mind a shadow of a dame I stand with her, clueless, we are They build memories that we are not aware of We meet for…
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[37] #NaPoWriMo (8/30) [To Be Noticed by Her]
She pinned me down like post-its on her wall A reminder of a task so important after all But to see what’s in front of you is a constant struggle So I stay invisible, almost like the nose between her eyes Her eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes, eyes They speak of a time when suns collide…
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[33] Concrete Jungle Never Leaves You
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Nature has a way of connecting us with our inner selves. The idea of being away from the concrete jungle of cities is immediately followed up by unwinding, loosening up, connecting with our real self. Introspection comes naturally unlike in high rises where tall skyscrapers pose as an inferior substitute for tall trees. The city…
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[30] What Have We Done To Each Other..
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Left alone screaming hold me, hold me These voices whisper secrets I ignore Crawling to whatever’s little left of you, just be Just be what you were A mere night is a nightmare now As I lie in darkness now What is night? Vast serenity, mystery of infinite space? For me, it is the horror…
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[29] Stop Making Excuses
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Excuses are the worst form of a seemingly incurable disease that can happen to us. It is another way of staying under the sheets when you should be going out. Let’s delve deep into the psyche of excuses today. Why do we make excuses? A task so daunting that makes us feel small, makes us…
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[28] Gravity Is Working Against Me.
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“The Apollo program was a fraudulent NASA spaceflight endeavour which allegedly landed the first men on the moon.” said the head of the Flat Earth Society who sat next to me on the frisbee pendulum ride. It was an unusual choice of an interview setting but he wanted to prove a point. While the others…
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[24] Shapeless Blur
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I try to be a shapeless blur that no one notices Curious about the ways I can hide myself Under the garb of jokes and stretched lips Under the static sound of nothingness that puts me to sleep Behind the curtains of clothes to hide my naked self Behind her strength when she puts her point across…
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[20] Questions Series: What Gives Me Energy?
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The adrenaline in my body starts to pump up all the wiring in my brain when I watch a moment in a movie that just makes me jump out in joy. A good movie is like an instant energizer for me no matter how low on energy I am
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[18] Diversity in Thought
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I arrived at the gate of my new prison (read: college) and scoured the area for familiar faces (read: friendly faces). All I saw was an accumulation unto my conservative outlook of the world. People smoking, hurling abuses, holding hands and what not. It was the opposite of what I was taught to be. The…
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[16] The Incoherence of Thought
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She writes an epic to me venting her ordeals Against me I stay shut, unaware of my own blankness She says words, words that surround me Like a legion I explode into a flurry of shakes aware of my own madness She wants me to be naked In front of a mirror I hide my…