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The nights are long, the days are hard, life is tough, might as well write.
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A cunning tool is still a fool
I am now fully rested, mentally, and i can ramble again. I will write nonsense for myself every day until everyone gets bored and i am left to my own devices again. Before i start writing strange stories, i should come to terms with something. That of course is the petty optimism of worshippers ofContinue reading “A cunning tool is still a fool”
A pound of flesh for liberty!
Ah, how to begin! Beginning, beginning…! Let me tell you, well, tell myself… i am a coward. I know this, but i am not any type of coward as i am of that peculiar type of cowards who always choose self-destruction. The worse the better is basically every choice attempted by this not at allContinue reading “A pound of flesh for liberty!”
Future’s Grief
I am all that, which has not amounted to success, in the eyes of my future self. It is a burden of a godless age, a “good” age, as it must mean that that which is ahead is an improvement of that before, therefore i too, am in fact obsolete any moment when i haveContinue reading “Future’s Grief”
