Journal
A daily journal in the life of I–battles of self, surrender, and purpose
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The world is burning and I’m in love
The world is burning and I’m in love. What else can I do? I’m in love with the world, those around, and the non-existent. What else can I say? How can I learn not to drown in this illusion of life? I see myself slip-slipping into infinite pools of slumbering…
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It takes something else to get me out of whatever
It takes something else to get me out of whatever. I’m on the train listening to the nothings people ask so much about. The worlds going by while everyone tries to ignore each other. I hate to repeat myself over the years but I wish I wrote more. I wonder…
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I must have run out of words to say
Because I haven’t said much in a while. My own absence has been driving me insane to the point where I can’t find my way back. There’s nothing for me to say. And I’m ashamed of myself in more ways than one. Lately, I’ve been hearing my own voice in…
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I’ve been receding back to my spiritual roots
Lately, I’ve found myself coming back to the teachings I once knew that began it all. What does it mean? My worst habit is tying some mystical meaning to everything that happens in my life. It means you go through phases. You’re going through a phase—again. This is what I’ve…
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I write this to you coming from deep within the woods of my soul
Is it real? I may not know. I am tired of thinking I know everything about myself and what I want. I don’t and I probably never will. This is why I don’t trust myself with things like this. I am here withering away all that I took as reality.…