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“When the world becomes more crowded with the bad, then all the more to endure for the good. The latter are soon to find there is no place for themselves, and so they take to the Heavens to find a realm where goodness is most alike.” – Modern Romanticism
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“Something so beautiful, identifiable, and familiar to us is enough to raise even portions of our physical flesh to the heights of Heaven.” – Modern Romanticism How real is it to feel something so lodged in the mind? Of something so dark, that only ever the depressed individual could understand, is never felt during a […]
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“That which becomes forgotten was meant to turn to ash. That which isn’t forgotten, is like the sun. As the sun continues to glow, and whenever it fades, we will not remember it. We only remember the sun, as it continues to warm us.” – Modern Romanticism Should a Pagan worship the physical, then it […]
Read MoreIt is as if a human cannot comprehend what cannot disappear. Life, itself, that is, as it seems such activists are siding more with death. What pertains to existence? Is it what will not disappear, entirely? For something like death to disappear, would cause life to have no purpose, as life. As in, to die, […]
Read More“It is that pain of a monster, that urges their ongoing casting of shadows. Their light, when unearthed, burns a fierceness from buried beneath so much Hell. Love, the ultimate emotion, sees through Hell, sees beneath Hell, to comprehend the monster beyond the wounds. See their tears, comprehend their sorrows, for their lakes will be […]
Read More“Love is one fanciful reveling for a one who cannot depart away from it, to be among Hell. It is not Hell, this love, for humans without it, are demons. We uncloak ourselves, nude, so vulnerable, and cannot be anything other than honest, when we love. As we find more sweetness in seduction, we will […]
Read More“How far does empathy reach, besides beneath the Hell piled atop the guilt that one runs from? Empathy has, as I believe it to have, the power to burn a hole through the floor of Hell, of a person’s Hell, to see what the evil person does not wish to see, of themselves.”
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I crawl and dwell,Where faces embrace my Hell.Where love is most potent,Is where my misery is frenzied. There are demons in this place,This wasteland of remembrance.This place so small,I wish it would grow tall. I am a husband to misery.It is because of how late the fallen eveningHas begun.Roses sprout along the sides of walkways.Am […]
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