Here is a long excerpt from "Journey to the End of Night". But it is worth reading though. " The worst part is wandering how you'll find the strength tomorrow to go on doing what you did

Hey guys! I read this book some months ago, and I had mixed feelings of wonder and shock immediately I dropped it. Lol. Have you read it? A very intense work on the dark sides of a seemingly "bright"

I have a mind to confuse things, unite them, make them new-born, mix them up, undress them, until all light in the world has the oneness of the ocean, a generous, vast wholeness, a crackling, living fragrance.

The night arrives with its cup of intertwined stars, and dreaming drowns all men, collecting them in its cellar, and the world is washed once more...(Pablo Neruda)

Hello guys. I wrote this poem today...what do you think? To be free is to burn in the fanged pyre of dead hopes... of monstrous dreams... washed off into your heart for years and years. You don't want

Wrote this poem personally. What ya think? -It is Night- It is Night, where my dream blazes, where my soul awakens, from the tyranny of the Cave to the sea of Blue. It is Night, where I sail the star-lit

I know your heart, that crowded solitude where old uprooted loves are crammed into a roaring forge... (Baudelaire, SAD MADRIGAL)

Fear is a powerful means of control. It is the parched soil that gulps in tremendous amounts of moisture without satisfaction. It is, therefore, reasonable that a paradise must be counterbalanced with

Hello Steemers...This is a very personal post. I live in a region in Africa where there is almost no incentive to be enlightened. I mean...most of the people I meet are so backwards in thinking and are

God, how boredom creeps in, like a gigantic snake, to swallow up the last vestiges of our already empty lives! How it slithers through the reckless labyrinths we set up to channel our egoisms, only to

The unresolved silence between souls never truly fades; like the lover after a heartbreak, or the tyrant after a massacre, we look upon it with fear and hate as it awakens before us. The ineradicable void

Hello everyone. My name is Albert Asadu. I'm from Nigeria. I am a student of Engineering, but I am really into literature, philosophy and those kind of stuff. I am from a an almost obscure area, with green