It freed us - what sweet moments we indulged after agreeing precious few remained.
Feed
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Preposterous Ponderings: Seeking and Living
Do not search for meaning, life has no meaning, seek a worthwhile life.
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Dank
He didn’t sit alone, but with himself.
The chatter filled his glass -
lemon, fennel, cumin -
as he toasted with smoke and hog,
‘to the curious case of the dog in the nighttime.’ -
Reiff
Viola, you poor, indentured thing. When they say 100% cranberry; they **mean** it! Barely a step above chalk. Or was that line drawn in sand? Look hard enough, and one can nearly always find a few options for insanity.
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Preposterous Ponderings: Inspiration
If you look outward solely for answers, I mourn your lack of creativity. If you look only inward, I weep for your lack of humanity.
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Dis-Top[Ea]
This reality: not the bright-eyed shoot-em-up gallery they promised, not nearly as nice as the dusty menagerie foreseen. Orange, plastic caps land in the doorway of cardboard market stalls.
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Thank.
Thank you for the gift: your stale breath on my pillow after you’ve gone. What cockleburs become sweet comforts in the fresh winter parallel glow.