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Category: Axioms, Aphorisms, & Adages
A Chant For Autumn
I can feel the signs of autumn in the breeze,summer sighs and makes to leave,windy warm through apple trees.I can smell the rain upon the air,dewy drops on leafy tops,shimmers in my hair. The frost paints silver shadows on the dawn,turning pigments red and brown, like bucks grown from the fawn.The words I speak that…
Abiding Eos
I have an idea about what I want to do next.I’d like a forum for leftists. I mean a place for socialists of all stripes: Democratic Socialism, Marxism, Anarchism, et. al., to come and talk without interference from moderators. Certainly, there are a few spaces where socialists can talk, but they’re almost always governed by…
Ground. bound.
We used to swing among the trees, our ancestors, and yet now in our far more advanced society, with the power of silicon and radiation at our command, we cannot sympathize with their plight, even though it is also our plight. How far we’ve fallen from the trees to ignore the sky, and still not…
Tipping The Scales
I just want all of you to know that even though I can sometimes seem abrasive, even hateful, it is not out of hatred or disgust for any of you, but in defense of you. I hate the system that traps us here, that keeps some of us bound, and others fighting just to breathe….
Acedia Crosses Over
There are thoughts you won’t finish. There are words you won’t say. There are hugs and kisses you will never give. There is laughter that will fall silent. There are tears that will have long dried. Your infinite imagination will end. There is food in your refrigerator you won’t eat. Drinks you won’t drink. Games…
67 Fathoms
Empathy is such an amazing thing. It allows me to connect with people, to share in the basic understanding that we’re all human. In that, it is a blessing. However, that blessing is really a curse in disguise. I become so overwhelmed by the constant influx of hate, exploitation, and death in the name of…
Bluntly Euphemistyness
Looking down,looking up,the argument’s not credible thatyou’re pleading on your kneesand they think you’re on a pedestal.When you find thatDelirious devoteesof matching ideology,deign to announce the findingsof their armchair psychology. We don’t want to say thisbut we orate anyway,the experiences you havedo not match the words we say.A hesitancemost reticent,but plying on we must,engage self-consciousempathy…
Self-Esteem Squeegee
This is a stream of consciousness post. It might ramble a bit, but please listen to it. You are fine exactly as you are. Your physical attributes are only one aspect of who you are as a person. I understand that we all have insecurities, but I promise you that there are people who find…
Baby, Don’t Hurt Me
If I told someone I loved them, but spent my time yelling at them in anger, insulting them for spite, and then deny them their voice when speaking their needs, what are they supposed to think? Am I loving them? Surely not. I am loving my image reflecting off of them, and nothing more. Love…