may the day's end find you with your back against a wall, a lit cigarette at your lips and a breathless grinning appreciation of your surrounding's beauty in your heart despite the executionors rifles pointed at your chest, eyes wide open

 Heinrich von Kleist. I remember reading a collection of his works first year. Disillusioned, and driven to despair after encountering Kant's work - the concept of man's inability to have a true grasp on the nature of things, even with the power of reason, and thereby entirely reliant upon appearances in the world - he eventually entered a suicide ( Read more... )

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You watched it happen. You watched it happen. You watched it happen. You watched it happen. You watched it happen. You are watching it happen. It is happening. And you are watching. You watched it happen. Once. Twice. Thrice. You will watch it again. You have watched it before. Passive. Motionless. Detached. You watched it happen. And you denied it ( Read more... )

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Dangling from an overhanging branch were a pair of idly swaying mosquito-bitten legs. The legs had that spectacularly well-traveled appearance that the legs of young boys take on towards the end of summer, sun-kissed and proudly boasting several impressive cuts, scrapes and bruises along the lengths of the shin and knee before disappearing beneath ( Read more... )

Baffled battered bumbling as a rumbling of mumbling erupts from my mouth. Confused and refused, used and abused the direction of this day has gone no where but south ( Read more... )

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the sound of grey is the sound of my brain’s pounding, pounding with the decay of my soul as I crumble to the winds of change. I sit impassive. A heartbeat that thumps the listless tune of a leaky faucet in an abandoned apartment, dried dusty rings of calcium and lime build-up as indicators of former passions now spent. The hum of a quiver, but not ( Read more... )