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New Blog
Hey Humans. If you’re reading this, yes I really did post something. I know I have been running this blog on and off for the past few years, but I’ve decided to move things over to my own personal hosting via WordPress.
One day I forgot to renew my domain, and so now moderntransparency.com is on sale for a few thousand dollars, but I’ve decided it’d be better to shorten the URL so the site is…
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Daily Writing | 10-2-19
drained yet inspired. I wonder if this is what they call motivation.
the ability to act when inaction is the most practical choice, pragmatic
but an excuse nonetheless. useless feelings of lethargy
overpowering the average human being but still some of us willingly endure hardship.
the promise of a better tomorrow or the effects of truly being insane,
we do what we must because better days are…
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Daily Writing | 9-30-19
Staring at an empty screen in defeat. Black mirror in my hands slowly filling with text, words from a scattered brain being emptied onto nothingness. Breathing hastening as midnight slowly approaches, minute by minute as the mind continues to present itself as an empty unit. Broken, as if it didn’t have ideas in the first place. The head shakes as fingertips dance upon the small device, trying to…
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Daily Writing | 9-29-19
panic sets in quickly. spreading like wildfire; body trembling as you begin to search for something stable to hold onto.
but there’s nothing. because panic is the moment that you realize panic is worth warranting because things aren’t going to be okay.
a state of panic is a state of clarity, minus the wherewithal to ignore the situation like you have been all your life.
and there is nowhere to…
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Daily Writing | 9-27-19
Write about silence (prompt requested by Poshak Saran)
I don’t know if you know this, but silence isn’t quiet. It tends to amplify all the things we had been trying to drown out with a barrage of garbled nonsense and the occasional song. All of the things we’d rather not hear are audible in the silence. Somber audio singing softly like low-fi hip-hop looming in the distance, the background music…
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Daily Writing | 9-26-19
Write about sunlight (prompt requested by Leena Tyagi)
Warmth. The first time the sun had ever touched my skin, I think I felt what love was. Something about the heat was familiar. Cozy, like being wrapped up in cotton blankets rocking back and forth inside of my mother’s arms. That’s what it felt like. Not that I remember those days, but so what. Something about the sun feels safe. I don’t…
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Daily Writing | 9-25-19
Sometimes I wonder about my position on the planet. About how relevant it is in relation to my happiness. I’m sure there’s some formula describing how happiness is relative to location that reveals the perfect long and lat coordinates for me to place myself to achieve optimal euphoria, but I was born in America so math isn’t really my strong suit. Besides, I doubt it’d matter much. It’s unlikely…
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Painted Pages
...but only when I close my eyes...
sometimes I swear you’re painted on the back of my eyelids; there when I need you the most, but only when I close my eyes…
Photo by kevin laminto on Unsplash
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. . . . .
. . . . . it makes me anxious . . . . .
you know what I hate? waiting. it makes me anxious, but sometimes it’s all you can do. wait…
Photo by Jake Oates on Unsplash
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lost
...more moments that I know aren't meant to last and more serenity to cope with the moments that are gone way too fast...
I can’t really tell whether I am dreaming or not anymore. I lost sight of what was real long ago as I began to lust for more. more days filled with carefree afternoons, late mornings, and nights that are always over way too soon.
more moments that I know aren’t meant to last and more serenity to cope with the moments that are gone way too fast. I want to believe that this is all simply a bad dream.
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InstaSmile
... perfectly by accident, because the world isn't that perfect but it is nice to think that it is. perfectly by accident, because you never know what comes next...
it was as if everything he had been searching for was right there in front of his face. words all neatly bundled up into the perfect Instagram post that was only waiting to be stumbled upon. granted, the circumstances around discovery could have been better, but maybe it couldn’t have happened any other way. maybe it literally took a trip halfway across the world and back, a few broken hearts,…
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hurting
...best believe I know what's best because best believe I am a man of my word except that doesn't mean shit when you keep telling me what you need and...
it hurts to hurt people but hurt people hurt people, even when we’ve got nothing but the best of intentions
especially then, because what’s best for me might not be what’s best for you, but best believe I know what’s best because best believe I am a man of my word
except that doesn’t mean shit when you keep telling me what you need and I keep telling you what you need and and we both keep failing…
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simple days
...days where you had no responsibilities except breathing, eating, and sleeping. sometimes, even the sleeping was optional...
remember when life was easier? shit. I’m sorry. maybe your life was never easy at any point, but maybe you remember days that weren’t full of worry.
days where you had no responsibilities except breathing, eating, and sleeping. sometimes, even the sleeping was optional (at least until you eventually passed out).
I can say that I love my life. that maybe I’m not happy with where it is, but I am…
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instability
...sometimes sometimes is all the time. and you remember why you felt broken...
sometimes you’re too unstable to make the right decisions. sometimes sometimes is all the time. and you remember why you felt broken in the first place:
because the things that made you happy don’t make you feel the way you used to. and you don’t know what to do with that. and I don’t know what to do with that.
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a l i v e
...the tingling in my right arm; reminders that I'm still here...
the acrid taste in my mouth the tingling in my right arm; reminders that I’m still here… reminders that I do exist…
sometimes it really doesn’t feel like sometimes I’d rather it not be true but it is, and I am here. and honestly, it feels good to be alive…
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missing you
...but this time it involves you... and it's so much better than I ever could have imagined...
it’s always the warm embrace that I miss first. your lips, and you in between my arms. it’s likely I’m fighting the urge to consume you; I’m eager to have all of you. yes, all of you.
because you have piqued my interest and my heart, and now you’ve become my thoughts at night. the feeling on my lips whenever my mind drifts to a place better than where I am.
and it always involves someone else, but…
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doors
...stand clear of the doors because they are closing the way my heart does: quickly and without warning...
stand clear of the doors because they are closing the way my heart does: quickly and without warning.
shutting out any and everybody still out on the other side while holding hostage every and anyone still trapped inside of my chest.
I think it’d be best if you made the decision. knowing me, you would be split by my indecision.
because my decisions are final. until they’re not, in which case, I…
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