god
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What could someone of my age do in a world like this?
This, I imagine being a question of many. The elders sit around waiting for their end as the world around them grows tighter and colder. The young are put down by their higher ups while even they can’t imagine their place in this world. As the months pass, it feels…
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The bumps on my arms raise at words of wonder
No matter how silent, how still, I can hear the calling of Wonder. Come to me, come to me, it sings and hums. My family asks why I left home so early to which my response is, can’t you hear it too? The calling, it’s so loud. In the stillness…
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Do you know of the Gods?
Swirling around you like leaves in a hurricane, whispers of ancient times flirt with the ears. Do you know of the Gods? they giggle. And with open arms you look to the sky at night, trying not to flinch at the sight of the moon. I know nothing, you think…
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How can I be so hateful?
There’s something interesting about the spiritual path. The further you dive deep, the more you realize how much this reality is a paradox. People begin to follow this route looking for happiness and maybe emotional freedom. Sometimes they get that—to a certain extent. But most of the time, you fall.…