Time before existence….

Irrelevant questions, mind numbing answers, deluding conclusions forcing itself into rapid and tormenting contemplation; preserved lice from the ghastly head scratching while rummaging through the torrid landscape of the residence of the intellect, resulting in jolts of brilliance and empathy, reverently inking them into the vast white canvas of loneliness and commitment while believing and …

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#29 The Last Yawn

In my childhood, friendships meant and felt different. There was innocence and simplicity. Emotions flowed. There was love and that was well defined. Love among friends, love for the friendship between them, love for the awesome and happy times spent together. And when I think about it, I closed my eyes and I now find myself in a state I can’t put together.