romanticindeed
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Without a crown,I am no empireFor you to call homeUpon the highest throneWhere thorns wrap aroundAnd feed our pain a greater wordThan mere want. Here is a wedding in spring.There are your lips, for the tasteWith droplets falling offLike from the tulip’s petals. Here are your eyesFor the cherishing,For the yearning,For the blessing, of our…
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Equality has a single definition: to not distinguish one person from the next, either by perfection or imperfection. How does hatred perform in the same scenario? It does, because hatred is a cold and suffocating emotion that sees only the surface of a person. It sees a blank image of a person, not too deep…
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“As I lean closer to comprehending all of this, I discover more and more. It is then, upon when there is no more to learn, that I annihilate what I desire to be no more.” – Anonymous Love reveals itself on the side of the honest self, on the side of expression. Through art, one…
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Love is the gift of satisfaction. Through satisfaction, and in who we hold, being one of flesh, we say to ourselves that we want for no more. We are thankful. It is objective, in this case, that the only way for a person to commit infidelity is to be dissatisfied. We are settled, through comfort,…
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“For an Atheist to say that the ‘existence’ of God is none, is the same thing to say of a human who looks upon a pauper, and ignores them. It is of the same mindset. For to ignore the existence of God, the existence of love, would be to ignore the one who is denied,…
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The face of denial will always be the face of Death. How do we prove the existence of God? By believing in the non-existence of God, and that is how. Love, in the form of the highest emotion, the most eternal emotion, extinguishes fear, extinguishes the fear of Death. Because of love, humans are heroic.…
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It is utterly weak of the mind and will to even consider that a person could simply “progress” past inevitable human obstacles like their own nature. Does a human, in today’s time, see of their own form in the mirror, the need to replace it with machine parts? Such would only result in the burying…
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She has pages bonded to see one anotherBy the threads of her heartstrings.She has fuel for her happinessSomeplace or other. I love her with all of my wingsTo spread her warmth across her battlefield.Love is breaking her apart,Though she finds it more to mend. A history of one womanIs as the broken stars and the…



