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The journey truthward is undertaken along a tortuous path connected along the way to the many avenues of ideology.One must be fervent to maintain the path you set out on against the arresting appeals of false understanding which beg at all sides for your surrender to their embrace.Comfort is found in their pervasive viewpoints which set the world in such a way that it can now be understood completely through the lens of c...

Anonymous

The only one who truly shares my entire life with…

The people we meet in our lives. They come, they go. Some stay for awhile...

 The conversations between a professor and a student in and evening class some time ago...The professor said to the students, “Let's play a game. Who'll be the volunteer for it?”Someone came forward, her name was Galaxy.The professor said, “Please list the 20 most important names in your life on the blackboard!”Galaxy listed her family, her friends, her colleagues and her neighborhood.The professor said, “Please delete th...

Tell me truthfully how it came about,Explain to me where things went so astray,That joyful certainty should turn to doubt,Those bright flowers of love stained by decay.My aching heart is full of unnamed fears,Dreading to hear the unforgiving truth,Assure me that all will not end in tearsThat time itself will be unable to soothe.Speak words to prove my disquiet baseless,Merely unreal spectres sent to tormentBy the demons t...

Anonymous

Picture Perfect

A picture tells a thousand words, but can hide the darkest truths.

A picture perfect moment and such a lovely gown of pure white, glamorously gliding over the floor as she spun around. Twirling into strong arms, surrounded by a sea of faces, all of which smiled. Genuine happy faces that looked on, joyful expressions that overshadowed the two dancing. A blissful scene between them and the crowd, it blurred at the edges and the flowing music began to sound rhetoric and hollow. Soon the son...

I am crazy about youMad about you tooYou are on my mindBoth day and nightYou're my gift from aboveI smile at your laughterI shake for your touchWhen you sing to meI like it very muchThere is nothing to compareWhen you hold me closeYour breath in my hairYour snoring calms my soulAll my trust and faithIs in you, my dearYou have never let me down And I know you never will

The Castle Part 7

The true story

The Baroness led her ancient Grandmother into her spacious marble bathroom where she drew her a bath. She took the gown the Queen had worn and carefully folded it before placing it in up in a large plastic bag. She would find a master tailor to see if it could be cleaned and repaired.While the Queen soaked she fetched a bathrobe from her closet for her to wear. She returned and showed her how to use the handheld sprayer t...

If I should find space in your memoryonce the seconds have drained from my timeI pray I'm remembered just as I wasI hope I'm not placed too highNot keen on leaving a saintly reputeeven saints have sinned in their heartsDon't think the bad or the good of meJust keep them as fat as they areRemember that I was giving--but don't forget that my temper was hotRemember I looked on the bright side--but don't forget that at times...

White Doubt

Brain dribblings

I know that you have said that everyone lies and that everyone tells little white lies, and I guess I am the same. My name. I’ve told you. That is true. I am who I say I am. I am yours as you’ve asked me to be. But I sit here, thinking of the little white lies and am struggling to find those that I have told you. I look around and see, what appears to be, no trace of the real me. But this I know for certain, I hide behind...

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You're a chameleon changing your spots Saying the words, you think should be heardPleasing every one and no one, your heart rots That's fine, of course, whatever, how absurd Taking on hues and tones of those around you Blending, never calling attention your way Losing yourself or never knowing who Nothing changed until that autumn colored day Who are you? Whomever you want, I can be her, and I do Responding, not now, no o...

Anonymous

For Once

Dancing slowly in an empty room, can the lonely take the place of you ~Christina Perri

Just once I would like,To hear someone say,That I am not evil,So we don't have to playThis game today.I so wish that for onceSomeone would noticeMy small smile.See the severe drop in mood,Where I was so happy.Now I just stare at the floor.I want my mind for onceTo calm down so I could think.So I can remove my headphonesAnd hear the world around me.So that I don't have to focusOn one particular thing,And finally see the wh...

The past always returnsA cycle unbrokenAnd repeating patternsLeaving behind the burnsLoves, friends and familyPeople I cannot hateDecide I'm unworthyLike some flaw within meOne too many failuresThe mistakes piling onA question that fracturesThere are no more answersThe voices speaking insideThat I cannot be lovedCold and brutal and snideAnd there's nowhere to hideThese voices cannot be mineI do have love to giveBut this v...

Anonymous

Personal note to the readers, this story is not for the weak of heart to read for the content of this story. By choosing to read it, you agree that you are over eighteen and mature enough to handle the content of this story, thank you. 4:00am Anthony smirked. He had one last man to take out. He single handedly took out an armada of his own traitorous friends. He turned and looked for his cowardice love interest. She ran a...

Justice is the lifeblood of society.It runs and fightsAnd bleeds through my veins.Justice is the highest calling of good men.A man who cares not for justice is not a man but a beast.I am also for truth.I distrust the justice of this worldI'm skeptical of anything people tell me"Look at this injustice! look here and here and here"Everyone echoes everyone.People cry out when one man is killed by the state,And it's right tha...

Quandary of Life

It is your journey, follow your own rainbows.

Quandary in definition: A state of uncertainty or perplexity. I have lived most of my life locked within a state of quandary. Trying to find out who I am, knowing the feelings I feel are real, but not knowing how to explain them to societies satisfaction. A loner within my own body, because my gender dictates how I should act and who I can, or who I can not love. Pegged by rules of religion and most of what society utters...

Who are you to judge My right from my wrong You do not know the truth I see Or how I have lived my life What gives you the right to say The false in everything I do or say You do not know the things that happened You do not know my past You only think you do By the time I have spent with you You think you have that right To judge me as you do What makes you think you're so great Do others not judge you So while you're jud...