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long-form writings:
meandering ramblings:
- 1784000634: in the rolling hills that are my human experience, it is appearent that now that i am viewing my life from the outside; a passing train and a longing gaze from a smoke-stained window. distressingly it's few and far between that i feel the clairvoyence of a peek between the hills into the cloudless sky. these moments are colored in dread, the deep black and purple sun shunning me for looking too deeply; i am terrified of what im becoming.
- 1783979413: what is a time if not the bellows of a beast, filling and emptying while craning its neck, overstretched, its tendons and veins pulling and stretching and twitching? who is the passage of time if not the beast who seeks its resting place, eyes scanning an endless sea with no dry land to lie on? where is time if not the cage in which she's kept, lock and key, serving the mind and the body, a slave of the soul and the human experience?
- 1783827938: i saw god today on the corner of main and fifth. spectacular red, her wrath a luminescence. mighty, all powerful, the fist and palm who hold me still, very still, with a firm grip made of calcified terror. the many faceless men perform their ritualistic dance of slow sways; imperceptible to all except for i ... 4, 3, 2, 1 ... glistening green, and pastures grow; from times without a touch of her humanity, her love a luminescence.