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“I will break the bottle I call myself.” “You speak with blood beyond your body, but moments like these birth the strength of your spirit. You have killed the crocodiles, now you charge with tenacity into

Darkness rests in restricted oddity – first days are estranged, weak in spirit. Images sustain the frost, what product can thaw the gate’s lock? No product alas to heat, to procure the act of fervour and

There was a chair – it kneeled in reverence to my despair, bleeding inertia into my spirit. Sometimes life passes over the senses without making a mark, death is a parade ‘just passing through’, the soul

Time itself brings light to reason, caught by the harpies that manifest our murder, bleating with the shape of a zebra, snatching heroes from under the spires of the spirit. Legalistic, you pant, breathing

Hi all, I wanted to share with you my most recent piece of art. As mentioned, I am not an artist, I just like to do these projects as a hobby :) This piece is quite a surreal one.

Hi all, Here's an update on my food changes this week. Tonight I had salmon, brown basmati rice, and broccoli for dinner. This is a good example of a meal I am using to lower my fats from my previous high

I cannot comprehend the pain of loss, but I can define the quality of ignorance that instigates it. I have no faith left – poetry is mathematics. Romanticism, a lifeless arrangement of angles. I know it’s

One of my favourite meals within my recent diet/lifestyle changes. But as of next week I will be cutting out some more dairy and fats (I am keeping the avocados). I'm really excited to explore these updates

It’s a whisper, life. A moment on a mirror, a mark on the mat. The frittering of fortune in the measuring of minutes, as harassed hosts of a hillside buffet. Where persecution is revealed between our bones,

As I mentioned yesterday, sometimes I choose not to have carbs. But I've decided that rather than eating a larger quantity of high-fat foods and completely abandoning carbs (or going full carnivore), I

First Post In This Community. Lately, I have been trying different meals out. Sometimes I choose to have lunches without grains or other carbs, other times I will have low GI carbs. I am finding the

Sometimes I am tired of running, running to her -- she who captivates me through eternity; a wholeness unspoken, unrealised. With each passing form I ache, in pain I relish the fight through time. But

The approaching storm. I float as a leaf; wind blowing will not harm. Moving closer, all is frozen. Serene. Still. As a leaf, gently touching the ground, wind may blow, rain may come, snow may fall. But

Hey all, I am new in this community. I don't make music but have always loved listening to it. I like most genres. I'd be interested to hear what your favourite songs are? I would love to have a listen

I glanced upon a low-lit moon, on a casual night in June. Though that man I never did see, on that night he would come to me. I looked away from that sight, it didn’t appeal nor excite. I gazed upon a

I cannot comprehend the pain of loss, but I can define the quality of ignorance that instigates it. I have no faith left – poetry is mathematics. Romanticism, a lifeless arrangement of angles. I know it’s

Thrice I say my heart is blue for in the doorway stands a stolen child holding the cross that bore his future cold. A few pencil shavings by his right foot a necklace fallen by his left. What meagre fate

Consciousness is a stream – wholeness, the distorted flow of memory. Broken twigs, scattered leaves – fullness captured in the eyes of moss. Weariness is a butterfly’s wings, beating through broken matter.

There’s a strand of madness in the mirror – the scissors make it shiver. Hair grows to its execution – the mirror watches murder. Falling locks are its prison – the razor silences a million shrieks. Each

Moving with the rhythm of light, you dream each existent mountain, image feels the embrace of matter, as life imagines itself complete. Mounting each existing dream, all liquids become solids, life completes