They don’t all float down here, as his mantra would have you believe. Some wrap themselves intentionally, in the dispirited darkness; fighting natures buoyancy that would raise them toward the light. He thrived on being the outcast, for he knew not how to fit; emitted false illusion, so as to sway opinion and perceptions. But [...]
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“To predict the behavior of ordinary people in advance, you only have to assume that they will always try to escape a disagreeable situation with the smallest possible expenditure of intelligence.”
~ Friedrich Nietzsche
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She made the mistake of reading the list of Top Ten News Headlines. Reminded, yet again, of the insanity that surrounds us; the human beasts we are forced to co-exist with. A truth that at times, is almost too much to bear.
Lab worker held in Yale student’s slaying – Mom finds slain bodies of [...]
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With old patterns faltering in the wake of time, serving him less and less; desperation creeps, then slowly sets in.
Searching for something real to cling to; in a world of illusion and cheap parlor tricks; of which he created and has always dwelled.
Better to be an imaginary somebody, than a real no body; his platform, [...]
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Languid air
Laden with humidity
Wilting under
The assault
Endless line
Twisting
Curving
All waiting
To get inside
400 plus
Students alone
Not counting
Parents and sibs
Overzealous
Excited
Nervous
Shy
I stand in
Observance
With an
Unsuspecting eye
Listening to their
Exchanges
Hollow compliments
Throwing down
Cards
Trumping the
Jones’
Comparing
Exorbitant prices
Decked
To the nines
These women
Of leisure
In the same
Goddamn line
Ever the
Outcast
Seem to always
Have been
It bothered me
Once
Now I just shake
My head
Observing their
Depth
Or rather lack
Thereof
Thinking to
My self
What
The
FUCK
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It was one of those days; grueling, exhausting and quite frankly, unproductive. As if all I did the entire day, was shuffle stacks of papers from one end of the desk to the other and back. The end finally came, and with it the rains; nothing like rush hour traffic in a full blown storm [...]
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He could see how tired she was, that day he happened upon her alone in the café; and though he purposely took his thoughts elsewhere, ignoring her completely, he knew from her body language that he’d once known so well, there was something amiss; and he couldn’t help but wonder what was going on in [...]
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She listened intently, as it was described to her; a single look packed with every emotion she refused to speak.
Offensive.
Threatening.
Intimidating.
Something until that moment, she was completely unaware of.
She heard herself apologizing; for something she had done unintentionally; a reaction she had unconsciously displayed; one that others had seen, did not like, and nonetheless commented on. [...]
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“Literature; the most seductive, the most deceiving, the most dangerous of professions.”
Instead of a dedication for my upcoming release, I chose this quote by John Morley, for it contains the absolute truth of my passion; a truth that one day I hope my readers will come to know and understand.
While the foundation of my work [...]
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