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| Author: | Squaredonutwheels [ Sat Dec 08, 2018 3:56 am ] |
| Blog Subject: | I see a way out |
underneath "perfection" was the wrath under that; resentment, frustration peel that back; pain and shame ambition, hunger and lust under that depression depression a medication against anxiety anxiety? I feel anxiety? Me? that can't be! but there it is, unseen, hollow, an endless whole of potential the horror of freedom anxiety or depression which will it be it is impossible not to choose presented with the fundamental choice CHOOSE! i must choose anxiety choose to grow and change I'd rather let go than be strong flow rather than be right be me than be seen as this or that It's not that the depression is bad. It's so much better, easier it's the blanket that smothers the burn of my fire a fire that rages on in agony may I look back on these young angsy words and smile send back some hugs and quite understanding I'll get there see you soon |
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| Author: | Squaredonutwheels [ Sun Dec 02, 2018 12:04 am ] |
| Blog Subject: | fleeting moments |
today it rains across my face the burning in my chest it's beauty cuts me it's ugliness kisses me these moments so fleeting it hurts I ache, it aches for me, with me i love them so much each never like the last they slip through-nothing I can do they come and go through me like arrows constructed from a procession of the most beautiful whores |
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| Author: | Squaredonutwheels [ Tue Nov 20, 2018 11:38 am ] |
| Blog Subject: | don't care anymore |
the seal has been broken goodbye 8 months of meticulous self study hello kink and swingers it's been too long sliding back on my filth back into depravity i reached for heaven, slipped and landed on my face |
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| Author: | Squaredonutwheels [ Sat Nov 17, 2018 4:31 am ] |
| Blog Subject: | purposelessness |
my new purpose alludes me do i need a purpose? i am a sharpened weapon brutally crafted of suffering for suffering there is nothing to cut nothing to be swung at nothing to bleed for nothing to sweat and cry for i wait a week a month it's nearly half a year now it hurts to wait all the comforts i thought i wanted eat away at me. misery i feel like an ornament but i wish to be used draw blood and sweat this heaven is becoming hell these soft feathers are worse than knives |
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| Author: | Squaredonutwheels [ Wed Nov 14, 2018 3:30 am ] |
| Blog Subject: | language is a stack of turtles. pearl is in an arrow released |
He who withdraws himself from actions, but ponders on their pleasures in his heart, he is under a delusion and is a false follower of the Path. But great is the man who, free from attachments, and with a mind ruling its powers in harmony, works on the part of Karma Yoga, the path of consecrated action. Action is greater than inaction: perform therefore thy task in life. Even the life of the body could not be if there were no action. -The Bhagavad Gita interpretation to self. Stop masturbating with language and go play dumbass. you only mess up if you stop messing up. |
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