December 2011
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Every morning my eyes open, and the cycle begins. Every morning I wake up and envision this: my mind, a haystack as big as the Empire State building, and my consciousness, I, running through that forage with all of my energy. I’m running, and running, and I’m not stopping. Stopping is the last thing I’ll do. So I run, hard and fast, until my legs start to hurt, and then I run even more. I run with...
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“What the undeveloped man seeks is outside;
what the advanced man seeks is...”
– Confucious
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“You’re such a misanthrope.”
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“Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me,
Searching my reaches for what she really is.
Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.
I see her back, and reflect it faithfully.
She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.
I am important to her. She comes and goes.
Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.
In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an...
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Sweet fragrances
I often stare out of my window, and watch the trees grow. I’ll watch the grass, the flowers, the sun. They grow so easily, so effortlessly. One day, as I stared out of my open window, I couldn’t help but feel a force pulling me towards it.
Maybe someday I’ll be part of the trees. Maybe someday, someone too will pray to me. Only that I’ll know, I’ll know what they...
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