Writers Block 9
Life Thesis II – Reflections From The Grave
A few moments ago, my entire self composed of the soul spirit and body eased its way into complete oblivion and as physically I ripped away from the ground and my plane gained altitude I had no remorse over any possible outcome, even one of accidental catastrophe. There exists an element known to mankind and […]
In Memoriam Of A Friend
Life is but a glimmer reflected A ray of light so brief… The coming and the going The journey is not far… The memories and friendships The loves and not We all are but mere strangers to this Earth that know not whence they come The journey…so brief… A candle…a sigh…a tear… Eternity is waiting… […]
The Story About Everything: Chapter 2
Her gaze was set straight ahead with cold gripping eyes. About 10 feet away there was a bush sitting atop a rock which was followed by a thickly populated dense green forest. Without any movements and barely breathing she tried to comprehend what exactly she heard – was it all in her head? Could I […]
A Story About Everything: Chapter 1
Her thin fingernails were lined with dirt, hands blackened by the ground itself. She carried a book in her right hand, a stout hat with a button on top and leggings. Her body was wrapped in a red wool coat that went slightly beyond her hips.
A Disposition on Failure: Success Has Become Your Greatest Failure (A Letter to Anyone Afraid of Failure)
I felt the need to write this letter on failure even if just for the fact that someone needs to. Stop what you are doing and hear me out, lend a moment of your time. This is a letter to everyone who is afraid of failure, or has felt that they have failed. I want […]
On the Revelations of Everyday Living in Regards to Fate
I wonder, are the last things a man does before he dies significant? Do they hold any specific meaning or revelation? Could they have prepared the blind without their knowing?
Poem: How deep a love can in man be – A story left to man unknown
How deep a love can in man be that I am lost while you are free?
Short Story: The Deception of Love (Variation on Crime & Punishment)
She has long black hair, it reaches past her shoulders, glistens under the lights, cuts above her eyebrows and continues over the ears, straight and fine.
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