November 2010
6 posts
A Fish Out of Water
Superficiality clings to you like a bad smell. You eat and breathe narcissism, you bathe in blatant flattery. Your world is a material one, devoid of any mystery. You accept comfortable thoughts and philosophies in exchange for the loss of free-thought, you take blind acceptance in exchange for inquiry. You take for granted the fact that you are special, regardless of your conformity. You float...
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+10, +50, +100...
Everything feels right as the bright yellow numbers pop up on my screen, reminding me that I’ve accomplished something. I watch the lifeless body of my opponent drop to the floor, clenching his face in pain as he’s been programmed. A false sense of accomplishment begins to take hold of my mind as I continually do this, over, and over again. I turn the corner, and standing before...
Insomniacal Revelations.
I Stay up at night just to prove that I can. I lay in bed at some obscene hour wishing to be a fish. I heard somewhere that fish don’t sleep, that they only rest. I resent my body for not being more like a fish’s as it gives way to exhaustion. I’m constantly trying to deny reality with my insomnia. Against the sun, against my self I find rebellious rapture. Eventually though, I...
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Digging
When he dug his hole, he knew only one thing: He was looking for purpose, he was looking for more, he was looking for himself and nobody else. He dug all night, because he knew he had to. With each shovel full of dirt he flung behind his shoulder the great mound of earth at his back grew larger and larger, and the hole beneath his feet became deeper and deeper; He didn’t stop to measure either of...
