During my slumber, i sensed a being in my chamber. He tapped my leg and called my name. Knowing that i lock my door, i was fearful of the nature of this guest and dared not set eyes upon its presence. Seeing that i did not respond, he tapped my back. Carefully and slowly, i turned my head and saw No One.

Sometimes i wonder if i have come to conclusions with myself regarding who i am and what i prefer. i am not sure if i will ever come to full understanding, but i assume that this limbo between identity and mystery is what we have come to call life. As with many animate objects, there is always an incessant flow of presentation and non-existence ( Read more... )

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so after watching Pulp Fiction for the second time, i was compelled to try tasting what french fries would be like when dipped in mayonaise. so i tried it during lunch today with steak fries, and it didn't taste that bad - albeit, my stomach started to churn, saying, "what do you think i am? european?!" so i drank my cup of water and grabbed an ( Read more... )

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From the day when I came to love the Life, from the day when my heart came to love the Truth, I no longer have trust in anything in the world. In father and mother, I have no trust in the world. In brothers and sisters I have no trust in the world. In what is made and created I have no trust in the world. After my soul alone I go searching about, ( Read more... )

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