Solitude

Forced into aloneness... Sinking in, settling down. Solitary inaction, initial angst-action. Mud clears, dust settles. Truth revealing... Calm, content, liberating.

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This Life

In moments of joyous depression, Exalted sadness, Cleverly stupendous retardation, I realize my inner truth in my false pretensions of smiling contentment, and I proceed to cry rivers of euphoric desperation... Shocking, the inner conflicting with outer peace, Dramatic showing off of simplistic basal lust. We are the joke, the pathetic success of creative failure!