Philosophy

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Necessary Narcissism 

Necessary Narcissism 

I love you, me.
I just want you to know that.
Listen, I really mean it.
It’s just us...

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Ambidextrous Nostalgic...

Ambidextrous Nostalgic Mashup Mix

It’s hard for me to eat
When someone else is in your seat
Might as well be empty
As my...

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What’s the Last Word Worth?

What’s the Last Word Worth?

What’s the last word worth?
Leave lasting hurt?
Keep your insecurities curbed?
Pennies...

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a hair technology

tech is tech of technology
tech is tech of tech
technique is a tech of technique
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The Antidote

The Antidote


the sky is a metaphorical roof,
does not fall...
the earth is a programed dancer,...

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gunslinger silver of gold

a silver of a gunslinger,
is a silver of gold
silver is a gunslinger silver of gold
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a mass criminal

a criminal is a dust of ashes
a criminal ash is a criminal dust of ashes
mass is mass of...

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for now

for now

Regret and hope mean
nought compared to now –
for now I’ll stay in
Epicurus’ Garden...

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Education

Education

We're tired of being tested, not interested,
in invvoluntary learning, left uni with ears burning;...

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The New World.

Get together,
Like sewed up leather.
Stronger than ever.
Unwind your mind.
A...

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Those other eyes?

Doctor, what's with my head?
Everywhere I roam is dead,
Deceit, coming forth from greed....

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No good in revenge

Vengeance and revenge are extrapolated by negative and hateful minds,
Love and forgiveness manifests...

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Metaphysics

Metaphysics

You are the failures of the past
so why the repeat?
Your tomorrow is your yesterday
...

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Shadowlight

Light vs Darkness

Shadowlight

In the beginning,
There was energy.
They work
In true,
Metaphysical harmony:...

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A Poet Is...

A Poet Is...

A poet is but simply a wordsmith.
Stitching rhyme
And rhythm,
Sometimes.

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The Pale Martyr

The Pale Martyr

It's done...
when I stabbed
the square moon
the pen was my knife

It's done...

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To Live and Die

Alone in darkest night.
My head is clear and too bright.
A light it shines in front of me....