Illusory Time.

The future isn’t here yet, Except … Now it is. To see more of this ‘future’ Would require us To look back. – O.D. ©2023 Art by: Lharl

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Spectrum of Perfection.

What is Perfection, But the distance To and from Imperfection. – O.D. ©2023 Art by: Lharl

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Beep ...

Well hello there, internet stranger. Feels a little familiar and also a little foreign to be writing here again. I’ve thought long and hard about what this all means to me; whether I still enjoy it or not — and of course I do. That was never the problem. The problem was how I was choosing to process my thoughts on the page.  I am all for truth, but sometimes the core of what I have to say slips…

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I Think About Leaving Every Day.

Lol I know, I know “Boo-hoo” — “WordPress is not an airport, you don’t have to announce your departure” e.t.c That is all true, I agree. However, I’m not leaving per se, I’m only sharing why I’ve been thinking about it more often (more than I’ve done in the last two years). It’s crazy because, when I started this blog in 2014, I never considered all the changes that would take place in my life or…

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Inconclusive Assessment.

To find the world exhilarating and at the same time frustrating. It’s a tug-of-war, as my soul stays snared in the middle Unable to escape, it pulses, entwined in rope made of life strands Sewn in the pattern of constellations. Rumours claim: If you witness my genetic makeup from far away It looks like the Milky Way Galaxy. A miracle, made of many spiralling parts and pieces All moving —…

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SadFishing.

I left, because … Even when the paths in front of us diverged Going towards numerous possibilities — Unspoken destinations, that had nothing to do with either of us, You somehow always found a way to pivot all roads, towards yourself. Without fail … Every. Single. Time. – O.D. ©2023 Art by: AaronGriffinArt People can be sad. People can be depressed. But I swear, some people love…

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The Separateness Consideration.

What more does this world want from me? Whatever I give, never appears to be enough. The world continues to be unrelenting in its desire To have every single part of me, Till I can no longer recognize who I am in the mirror To bleed into every material or living thing — As it bleeds into me — like acrylic paint– At home in the design of unmarked differences. To be part of the “known”…

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Blood Ties.

Fervently advocating for the guilty Purely on the premise of them being family Doesn’t make me loyal — It simply makes me complicit Who you think you are to me, Or what blood we share, is no factor. If you actively infringe on the autonomy and freedom of others You are forever nothing to me. – O.D. ©2023 Art by: AaronGriffinArt

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Words From A Dying Star.

In the darkness, Friction, A spark — A flame Thawing out the glacial cold. Tormentor, For as long as the soul is bright It will not be snuffed Like your poison-scented candles. – O.D. ©2023 Art by: hudaamien1

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The Purple Odyssey (2)

The Purple Odyssey (1) ****** The odyssey continues … Despite coming to terms with how it might not have A reality as familiar as symbols on a refrigerator door They stick to me, easily, forming patterns Till I converge their divergent nature Into one concentrated solution — answer, my passion, Remains untamed with every mention of you The energy I find in what we have is astounding. It…

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Et Tu, Brute?

It’s innocent until proven guilty Not innocent until felt guilty. – O.D. ©2023 Art by: Nexumorphic I’m quick to correct people who accuse me of anything whilst using their feelings as a premise. Look, we can all feel something. It’s encouraged and definitely an integral part of the human experience. But to think your “feelings” are the judge, jury and executioner in any matter is simply…

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Good Faith.

“Show don’t tell” Certainly true to the foundation of a compelling storyline Immersion being the primary consideration, but — Not in real life. Getting to the point where I have to show you So you understand what you’re doing is not conducive Carries the equivalence of severing each and every one of my limbs For the express purpose of helping you understand the eventual outcome. And then after,…

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Fixed Pie.

Hard to reason with someone Whose understanding of nuance begins At the level of a train wreck. – O.D. ©2023 Art by: arcipello

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Myopic Grenades.

In an argument, Your emotions and feelings Are only evidence Of your capacity to emote and feel. – O.D. ©2023 Art by: vurdeM

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Wayward.

True to my nature, I continue to stay Present, Live and Direct There’s not a soul walking Earth that I perceive as a threat. I’d rather burn in the sun than hide in someone’s shadow I refuse to find comfort in strangers eager to play Operator Eager to fiddle with the locomotion governing my train of thought. ill-intent — with its crooked wheels — is quick to be derailed, From my track,…

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Lock Your Doors -- Cross The Road. I Won't Judge.

People define racism in a number of ways. It can be more overt, with racial slurs or ethnocentrism that borders on neo-fascist ideals. Or it can be covert through value judgements based entirely on ethnicity (racial prejudice) and divisive rhetoric. As fun as it is to talk about all these things; today I’ll be taking a completely different direction. There are some actions people take that can…

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If I Was Nicer.

If you want to pick a fight with me I’m gonna have to (politely) ask you to wait your turn You might be the only one on the assembly line — don’t be surprised As it’s one thing to think you’re worth my time And another, to push me while I balance on a knife. If you have a bone to pick with me, keep dreaming. I’m the Pavlov to the dog embroidered to your nature. The carrot to your…

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