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The hate and sensation of fear they have of me makes me fear them for fearing me. I walk endlessly looking inwards at the outside world, encapsulated around nothing but the idea that this world is inside of my perspective and outside only because I am inside of nothing but what is not outside. Why  [ Read More ]

Here’s a little poem I wrote while being sick from some really greasy pizza. No it’s not about a person so don’t think it’s about you or someone you know, and it’s not about an addiction. Think about it a while. It’s a puzzle. Read the underlined words and imagine both from two perspectives related  [ Read More ]