Philosophy – “Why Men Die More Often by their own Hand” – 1/22/2021

“The monster is only ever soft when they are finally vulnerable, no longer feared, and once more, able to protect another whom the beast did love.” – Modern Romanticism The concept of the “Beauty and the Beast” is one to represent what is seen to be weak, from what is seen to be strong. A […]

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Romantic Dialogue – “How I Never Gave up” – 1/21/2021

A: Oh, beloved. Was I always your only mistake? B: As just the very one who abandoned me, the only regret who has come to be both truest and most false. A: You regret so much, of so much abandonment, though I led you through your darkest trials. B: You led me, to then bring […]

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Quote – “Why Love cannot Die” – 11/7/2020

“It is love, overwritten by the importance of trust, that we say the former might die, while buried alive. For we are to trust the one we reveal all of ourselves to, making love merely the buried background of a sun that warms our backs. We do not see love, yet we feel it. Though, […]

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To my Love…

There is nothing so decimating as the heart giving up. It is why I won’t. You are everything. My light would diminish, if I stopped loving you. It is a light that cannot vanish. My love! My light! My world. You are everything. My eyes fill with tears at the thought of smelling your hair, […]

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Quote – “The Man, in Love” – 8/24/2020

“The man who does not fight until his dying breath for the woman he loves, has never been in love. The man who simply says he was once in love, yet has chosen to leave, was never in love. All men, in truth, when in love, must die for their love, must act as extreme […]

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Quote – “The Third Reason to Cry: Out of Love” – 8/18/2020

“It is out of love that we weep not solely for misery, not solely for joy. These are tears that do not stain us, nor are they ones that we can easily forget. They are tears to merely remind us. Of what? Of what we are, truly at the center of ourselves. Loving ones. We […]

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Quote – “Why One Inevitably Feels Guilt for Pleasure” – 8/10/2020

“To act on impulse, without thought, with no clarity, is comparable to the psychopath who kills without knowing who he is killing. Any person whose vulnerability defines what they share in the world, defines also what they are guilty for sharing. Meaning, that a person who shares their secrets with those who they do not […]

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Quote – “Why Online Friends are not Real Friends” – 8/6/2020

“The quality to the quantity of a friendship, should matter more over its opposite. Why would a person believe that their 1,000+ online-only connections matter more than the few they truly trust to be physically close to them? It seems the trust factor has been completely ommitted in online friendship, to the point where it […]

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Quote – “Why Men do not Weep” – Pt. 2 – 6/17/2020

“To comprehend a man, is knowing that his greatest threat, is always himself. His battles within, are the battles for the lie he believes is his strength. Though, his truth dwells forever in the woman of his love, for he can easily be broken before her. He becomes the infant cradled by the angel, beloved […]

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Quote – “Why Men do not Weep” – 6/17/2020

“Men are never told by some unseen force, to never weep. It is in their personal motto, to never weep. For if they have heard the words, ‘Do not cry’ from another man, it has been easily recognized as right to listen to. Though, that is only because the man in turmoil has said such […]

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“A Sentiment of Selflessness” – 5/3/2020

“I have given up all for her happiness. My wealth, my reputation, my dreams, my future, my mind… and then, my heart. She goes on alone, not even bothering to stop for love. Not even bothering to stop to aid the lone leaf upon the roadway, that quivers beneath the scorning sun. I am a […]

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Prose – “When Offering enough Sincerity” – Romance – 4/15/2020

The pallid man sat upon the lonely rocks, counting the stars in the sky to attempt to imagine them as the object he held. A tulip, with the fewest petals still intact. One of them, plucked from his backyard and held close to his face, to breathe the scent of it. He imagined his wife […]

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