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It was a box for memories they said and so I used it, abused it some said...

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A Glimpse of Infinite Truth is only Just
A Glimpse of Infinite Truth is only Just A set has more subsets than members. The perception of an option by the mind’s eye generates a choice, and we anguish in its infinitude. As we seek ration...
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Sure, #bearable, but only just for there is no justice in accepting I am not able to hug that bear and live.

But I suppose I can bear with just the bare necessities.

#vss365
September 10, 2025 at 9:09 PM
I have followed many rumors to find this grove, to find these #pungent vines. As many before me I came to seek mysteries of this snarled wall. Unlike those before me I do not cut, I do not burn, I nourish. In time the vines untangle and I am awash with light, buoying my spirit in turn.

#vss365
August 30, 2025 at 12:20 AM
Even the strings that connect us grow #malignant. Winter is coming, I will need a bed and must sell a part of my soul.

In the past, our act delighted the world, but those days are behind me. I must cut these strings, the world doesn't need another puppeteer and his puppet.

#vss365
August 29, 2025 at 12:01 AM
#FromOneLine 385
Sleep wouldn’t come
The hamster wheel
In my brain, powered
By an Olympian

Haphestus' swings
The tick tok of my clock
Creation from the beyond
Forged into reality

So that those loved
On journeys of their own
Find protection
From a sleepless mind
#writingprompts
August 17, 2025 at 9:20 PM
I am not an idiot, I know the mountain that peers just so over the dunes serves only to signify my obsession, a subtle lust for glory. And yet I wander on through the desert of my own making, in my own mind, and of my own accord.

I cannot #stop, I do not know how.

#vss365
June 6, 2025 at 1:59 PM
Tell me why the daisies sing?

So I say to you, for they have voices, carried in the breeze, a voice that we all share in.

The wind gives dance to their petals, sound to their tune, and #sunbeams bring life.

In turn the daisies share their dandy white and yellow joy.

#vss365
June 1, 2025 at 5:28 PM
A shutter, where there was one there are now two, on and on they multiply with every passing frame. I move only to leave a trail of pieces behind me, an echo of myself. Time has stopped, each step becomes a frame frozen in time. Never have I seen such software gore.

Life's a #glitch.

#vss365
May 28, 2025 at 9:13 PM
In the #end there is no difference between 0 and infinite years to you.

To die within 50 years, there is no difference between 50 and a million years.

In a million years humans will not exist, having evolved into a different species or gone extinct.

Find joy in the moments till then.

#vss365
April 14, 2025 at 1:27 AM
Sarte: Why?

Nietszche: I do not know.

Jesus: Because.

Socrates: There is an answer.

Buddha: Be patient.

Brahman: This will take #time.

#vss365
April 5, 2025 at 3:25 PM
It's a curious phenomenon to see yourself waving from the other side of the universe.

The manifold of space time bends itself and yourself, an unfathomable #distance away, all that time perceived in a moment.

Just me and my shadow, there's someone in my head and it's not me.

A blackhole.

#vss365
April 4, 2025 at 9:58 PM
As far as we know, evolution itself evolves. The natural forces that provide for coherency now will continously change, impercepitbly to the human conception of time.

To believe some #sempiturnal word exists is nonsense, even moreso to believe humanity will provide it.

#vss365
March 20, 2025 at 10:39 PM
I have been walking this meadow for an eternity. Here the sun rested, sitting endlessly at the same angle above.

There on the horizon, a #copse sprung up splitting blue and green.

I stepped into the trees and was bathed in moonlight. It was night, I was tired, I sat and fell asleep.

#vss365
March 7, 2025 at 4:18 PM
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It's easy to believe hope is gone. But when my sole sinks with a satisfying squish into last year's Van Gogh yellow grass, when a stranger laughs charitably at a terrible joke, when a song slips my tired heart upsleeve like a baby bird...It's #incognito, but it's there
& there
& there
&

#vss365
March 5, 2025 at 7:37 PM
Nothing casts a shadow like a vampire, I recognized its #penumbra as it slipped under the door.

Quick toss me the Bible.

My apostle tossed it to me.

The vampire clawed at the door as I bludgeoned it to death.

I thought you were going to read a verse...

Oh, I just like the rush.

#vss365
March 5, 2025 at 12:37 AM
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The penumbra of grief for his uncle didn't exist in black or white. The knowledge that his uncle did unforgiveable things didn't make Cam a monster. His grief stemmed from the person he had known, not from the side of his uncle that he hadn't.

#vss365 #grief #WritingCommunity
March 4, 2025 at 3:21 PM
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You are no expert, not in the limelight. You exist in the penumbra, the shadow rarely noticed. You are the gap between starlight, the scribbled out equation before the solution. I notice you though..to me you are a breath before the storm.
#vssdaily expert
#vss365 penumbra
March 4, 2025 at 2:00 PM
I'm dreaming of ornately carved #balllustades housing the divine while looking upon a tarnished bronze balluster of the once gilded New York city.

#vss365 #music #sheetmusic

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Dreaming
Download and print in PDF or MIDI free sheet music for Piano (Solo)
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March 3, 2025 at 11:26 PM
Each balluster a preposition, must stand on it's own; true yet could not support your fall.

Each balluster strung together by a banister, form a #ballustrade, a sound assertion you can lean on.

#vss365
March 3, 2025 at 11:03 PM
Normality exists across a population, not an individual.

All of us are #outliers with our own means and modes.

All of us come together to help balance eachother.

#vss365
February 28, 2025 at 12:01 PM
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February 27, 2025 at 10:04 PM
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It may not be cool or hip in some circles, but we legitimately do need a massive amount of people to run for office.

Flood the school boards, councils, county seats, state legislatures, Congress, etc.

Big changes at the top happen when the ground shifts at the bottom. And that can start now.
February 22, 2025 at 8:07 PM
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This x10000000000

“In other words: We, the opposition, are the majority. Take heart.”

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They Are a Minority
Get your mind right.
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February 21, 2025 at 7:23 PM
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New moons tonights & forevers
Be the tropes parables
Metaphors running rivers
In veins pumping thru my skin
Telling allegories

I’m #unbridle-d
I’m of the possessed obsessed
Living in castles on a land
Far far away
Encircled by a moat
Named MakeBelieve

#vss365
February 20, 2025 at 11:07 AM
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“Where’s that #reservoir of common sense you’re famous for?” said Ari
Dan put a hand on Mia’s shoulder. “Men like to provide solutions, we don’t actively listen.”
“But I hadn’t said anything,” said Mia.
Dan felt her tremble. “Early finish?”
“No. I’m doing nothing wrong.” #vss365
February 19, 2025 at 11:30 AM