Cornelis Rage

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High summer in the Netherlands.

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My little one from now on you’ll be safe with me and I will protect you to the best of my abilities from time to time I will spoil you to show you how much I love you and sometimes I will give you assignments and tasks for you to perform and in this you must obey because it will show you how much I care for you but most of all I will give you guidance so you’ll never feel alone and you’ll always know your way home.

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Earlier today, Vanessa Atalanta 💗

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Let your writing-voice run free

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inspiration

creativity is a seed come plant it with me plant it inside your heart and see how it grows and how mighty it can be

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the 4th of july

what was build by many generations over 250 years was destroyed by just one man in only one year

the america I see today has become unrecognizable from the america I once admired the america of William Burroughs the america of Miles Davis the america of James Dean the america that once gave europe the marshall plan and helped it back standing when it was brought down to its knees

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at the tender age of 23 i received the Nobel Prize for daydreaming and everyone applauded a standing ovation and then i woke up standing in the kitchen in my underwear in front of an open refrigerator with one hand on the door and the other loosely in my side as if i was just looking for some midnight snack i looked down at my body in the pale refrigerator light didn’t remember how I got here must have been sleepwalking again didn’t even know for how long i was standing there but my body felt intensely cold

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At the tender age of 12 I received the Nobel Prize For being strange And everyone gasped And everyone clapped And I stood up In the schoolyard as they ran away It was not their clapping They know not what they say At 12 I became the saddest child I have ever known I wrote poems I cried at night so quietly And learnt every day How yet to love a world that hates We are made the way we need to be to know what we will know And what it means to love And what it means to be human And to be broken Is to allow something exquisite break out of us Strange girl You must be yourself Even when you don’t want you to be Clap for yourself Even if you are the only one clapping And when all you have left is heart Then love Especially then Especially when you are the only one loving You will find a way to reflect off all your edges A light to them through this darkness And all they need to know is how

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it’s in the way she looks at me that I learn to see how deep her love can be how she needs to be broken and put back together again by one and the same man who not only learned to see the true depth of her love but also understands the dark secrets of her heart

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thought of today

in the usa the pigs are running the farm and they are running it into the ground for everybody except themselves

my american friends please wake up

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“She has a perverse little mind Every time I think she can’t sink any deeper She tells me Another dirty secret.”

— Cornelis Rage (via shadow-voice)

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Short Love Poem #4

gentle gray and gentle blue that is what I feel for you when I miss you

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Soft pink and velvet hues are all that I see when I am with you

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thought of today

things are changing the hungarian troll has been defeated and russian pigs have been expelled it's a landslide victory for the free democracies around the world now lets do the same next november with the u s of a

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I read her poetry like a youngster in love and I follow her blog like a dog

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I consume his words like an insatiable fiend I stalk his blog like a carnivorous firefly

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Clappy Hands

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