An Aged Poem- My Friend, So Long.

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Hello old friend,

it has been so long, I don’t know where to begin.

I remember when we met– young and naive — together we trodden around, hoping to never grow old.

Our problems were minimal, only the day at hand, and what was to become of it was our only real concern.

Friend’s forged brothers. Continue reading “An Aged Poem- My Friend, So Long.”

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Wishless Thinking- Tired and Tried.

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Anytime I try to think of my wishes, I am left empty.

I can’t remember the last REAL wish I made– I feel that I am incapable of wishing

Even my birthday wishes are WORTHLESS… Meaning, they aren’t even GENUINE.

Please, let me illustrate: Continue reading “Wishless Thinking- Tired and Tried.”

Loco Al Turin – A Poem for Nietzsche

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Excerpt From- Littermature Online

Daily Prompt- Local

A poem for Nietzsche-


Left to my own demise after

Observing my own thoughts. Continue reading “Loco Al Turin – A Poem for Nietzsche”

F*ck Mindfullness: Fake it till you make it! How mindfullness can sometimes deafeat the purpose of itself.

 

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For the sake of this post, and how I am feeling in this particular moment, I will say it and spell it out again…

F*ck Mindfullness!

Don’t get me wrong– I am all for mindfulness

I practice mindfulness, awareness, and meditation daily. I also try to incorporate it into every little facet of my being in order to capture more of the moment.

Well What’s your f*king problem then? Continue reading “F*ck Mindfullness: Fake it till you make it! How mindfullness can sometimes deafeat the purpose of itself.”