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Day 96 – Magick to Get, or Forget?
Day 68 – Losing
You will lose your mind from time to time and that is just a part of life.
Day 64 – Nice To Me Just To Use Me
Nice to me Just to Use me I was Silly For Thinking We Were Friends Goodbye Good Riddance Use Someone Else https://www.etsy.com/shop/CarlyTwelve?ref=seller-platform-mcnav https://www.etsy.com/shop/CarlyTwelve?ref=seller-platform-mcnav
Day 61 – Powerless
They say “there’s nothing you could have done.” That’s supposed to make me feel better. It only makes me feel powerless.
Day 17 – Random Thoughts of Instability
The shards of broken stumps that were once covered by the floodwaters have now been revealed in the summer drought. Hiding bottles from the drunk man and blaming the devil for his addiction when it’s his own fault. He let the devil in and he must run the devil out himself. The reason you can’t anymore... Continue Reading →
Day 16 – Adapt and Overcome
We breathe oxygen because that’s what our planet gave us to survive on. It’s not the other way around - we weren’t given oxygen because we needed it. We evolved to breathe oxygen because that’s what was available. So life on other planets might not breathe oxygen at all. They would have evolved to breathe... Continue Reading →
Day 14 – Everyone’s Wrong
I likely could and quite probably should. Different context, same concept. Simple pretext, common content. They lie, we eat, we die, they feast. If you thought I could move on, then you’re way more insane than I ever was. If the vast majority does not agree then the masses around are wrong, you see? I'm... Continue Reading →
Day 13 – Fantasies and Realities
We all have different dreams…and that’s the problem. We want different endgames and therefore can never truly get the fantasy we dream of. Because for dreams we need players, and each player has to perform exactly along the scripted lines. Otherwise, nothing is accomplished. The issue is that all players are real humans, and all... Continue Reading →
Day 11 – Freedom in Recon Cove
I dream to be a crane on the lake. Or a pelican near the sea. In the trees on the coast hides the entrance to the cove. Follow the labyrinth of water trails as it twists and turns and leads to a secret home within leaves and life. There, it’s safe - safe to be... Continue Reading →
Day 10 – Worms in My Fingers
Worms in my fingers with a silence bound to linger. Danger is the trigger for an ocean bound spinner. A novel of nothing drops hints about running. Subtle messages are coming from a gage of good hunting. We’re on different teams but part of the same dream. Everyday I lose more and more faith in... Continue Reading →
