“Those people who firmly believe a nation’s leadership should protect its citizen’s rights, are the same fools who have handed them over.” – Modern Romanticism If life is seen as temporary, then it’s not the same as love being of eternity. This must mean that a person’s right to live, is indeed such, though a […]
“To explain the concept as the ‘Big Bang’ might be the same as to wonder how something comes from nowhere. To this extent, one should then go to explain how love works. If God is love, then He holds not a creator of His own. If something can arrive from nowhere, being of love, being […]
“Anger comes from individual to society, not due to there being something wrong with the latter, through due to a certain factor of loneliness through which the former feels. Loneliness is the trigger, the fuel, to rage. When people are told to be victimized in their strain, as the only sorts to be suffering, it […]
“No, dear. Betterment to yourself is never necessary. Betterment to myself, always is. As long as you remain perfect for my eyes, you need not change, as only through my love will you rise. If I keep myself from beast-hood, from the monster to which once hurt you, I can make you float above. Your […]
Upon a time in my life, the only woman I ever loved, and will continue to love, was diagnosed with a Neurological issue. This specific issue, though not life-threatening, put a dent in our relationship, preventing us from getting married. For a while, our dreams seemed crushed. Trampled, by fate, itself. However, I have come […]
“Turn to that person who is undergoing sobbing, to the person who holds the noose about their neck. You are their strength, their pillar to lean on, as it cannot be them. In your mind, it should not be the case that they’d suffer, alone.” – Modern Romanticism There is no beauty in development. Of […]
“Meaning. As a word, it should explain itself.” – Modern Romanticism Art has meaning. It has meaning within meaning. It has layers of its own meaning. Each layer descends atop the previous one, just as clothing for a woman might be removed to reveal the beautiful and vulnerable sculpture beneath. Peel back the layers, and […]
How is pain felt? Is it not like the storm gathered in its heaviest gray? Would the gray remain for long, before letting loose what it has carried, being of its rain? Are we not the same in what we dispassionately yearn to be rid of? It is that brief moment of logic where we […]
“I cannot help but to love what I have found. A heart. Hers. It would remain isolated, without a branded kiss. I leech my own, through the vessels that remain upon my discovery. I am the sailor who throws himself overboard. I cannot love myself, not for a moment. I sacrifice myself, to see her […]
I am sensitive. Real sensitive. So… I have found out that caffeine heightens this sensitivity. Though, not in a good way. One cup of coffee causes my whole body to be in pain. I feel this agony in my chest, my abdomen, my lower back, and even my calves. Even my scoliosis begins to hurt, […]
The inherent point in a sequel is to build upon every aspect to its predecessor. It is never to make it “different” in any way possible. If an author wants to make something be different for the sequel, then they should write an entirely new novel. For the former, to the next, in the row […]
Love is the Devil’s madness, as it will remain God’s laughter. We describe how such an injection from a divine one, will be for humans, in their evil, to be something unlike what they simply desire. Blue is the color of tears, while green is the color of growth. Can we have the latter, without […]