-
“When one fool will state that only a certain side can follow a certain path, such as one that relates to resentment, then they are naive. For to state that only a white man can be the one who is racist, is much like how the Colonists of old thought that only the Native Americans…
-
Age defines much on the road to stubbornness and being obstinate. People believe change can happen, with ease, though it is not so much with a person of the Millennials, who have only aged up to their late-30’s, in the year of 2020. Generation Z’s people have only reached their mid-20’s. What does this mean,…
-
“To divide people in terms of identification, makes a person without a need to act. For to act, makes a person run towards the future. Egotism is connected to doubt, for the reason that egotism will be made for these identities, while to doubt means to doubt one’s ability to act. To act, never means…
-
“Being prideful in terms of one’s origin, is the same as being proud for pain. Being prideful for one’s origin, such as one’s homeland, one’s family or culture, one’s upbringing, is the same as believing oneself to be unique. How does this fit in with how humility should be for what a person is, while…
-
“Pride, in terms of identities, has only influence in egotism. For what is pride, in terms of identity? It is the pain of an individual, for each person’s beginning is saturated in the pain of labor. Work caused the blood to spill from the hands, by way of the creation to a foundation, while further…
-

Leave me drying The ends of my bloody fingers Upon this inferno Of stinging malevolence. Her nightmare was my scream, As her tears were my gleam. Her beauty rushes as the waves Atop my running eyes. She dressed with the fervency Of a thousand glistening clouds Never parted, to last As the eternal storm Above…
-
“True hatred is life’s suffocation. It does not speak. It only behaves. It proves, by holding a hand upon the throat, keeping us from breathing. Love is a breath, yet it is a single breath. For we hold upon love’s breath for an eternity. We only let that breath go, when the one we love…
-

Feel bliss, The folding kiss That stains the wholehearted gain Of our inevitable future, in this pain. You desire hope, Yet I lapse Into a contrast, On the side of grief and bedeviled life. Your eyes Part ways with the water To see the fires that are stilled, Stiller than the frozen ocean, For that…
-

Your darkness Comes as natural, as the erosion atop your skull. Your form, wicked and tasteful, Graceful, in where it steps Between a noose made of your strands. The smoothness Above your brow, Where a halo is lacking Holds a temple in your isolation. I am stilled, by your empire Of purest loneliness. Of your…


