Wisdom
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“The life or beauty none so flawed is a lie none so truthful.” – Modern Romanticism Beauty is the image of any one person, so flawed as to consider their errors, their lack of accountability and responsibility. To the person who claims they are entirely beautiful or wholly without error, while in fact possessing ugliness,…
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“Comprehend that choice is the one division that relates to division, itself. As much as we choose, we choose for diversity’s sake. Diversity. The word that belongs to the slave-master. The connoisseur of differing flavors who manages to discover merely his favorite, not the beloved to which sprouted from someplace beyond his knowledge.” – Modern…
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“Comprehend that choice is the one division that relates to division, itself. As much as we choose, we choose for diversity’s sake. Diversity. The word that belongs to the slave-master. The connoisseur of differing flavors who manages to discover merely his favorite, not the beloved to which sprouted from someplace beyond his knowledge.” – Modern…
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“Arrange in any mind the opposite towards what would occur, upon the question that states, ‘What am I?’ Does one comprehend their own identity as a universal understanding among all others, or does it become a special understanding that is segregated from humanity, itself?” – Modern Romanticism A monster is humanity not gone, though buried,…
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“Why does any artist receive their fame, soon as they’ve escaped this world, through the grave, now dead? It is in us always considering creation, before causation, that we say to even an evil artist, that when they’re dead, they can no longer cause others to be dead. It is to creation, that makes the…
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“For a person to be inwardly accepted, they must not place before or upon themselves an external barrier of hideousness, of one that will most certainly turn another away, in judgement. External barriers become the same as vandalizing one’s flesh, without the naturalism that will allow smooth passage through to the internal. If a person…
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“Things which are lost, become phantoms, become memories of something physically present to trust. Now, trust is procreated, in something lifeless, injected, and said to be sterile or safe enough to cure an absence.” – Modern Romanticism To the psychiatrists who have believed a patient suffers from depression, suffers from anxiety, is not the sort…




