Disillusioned from fantasy at the perfect life perfect job perfect moment and place to belong and be at peace. Does it really exist? Or will it always be so fleeting, caught in small moments that you are forced to treasure because of their rareness.
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The convenience of watching the light turn off and not pressing it alive, allowing it to grow cold, die so that when it’s needed there’s nothing left to use.
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I am the most tired in all the land. Jobs and needs can wait or be forgotten when I decide to sleep. What a beautiful world I live in.
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His compass saved him from wandering aimlessly amongst the sky. He’d travelled East on the ground, away from his home, so now he headed West, eyes aching from the bright white and blue that was never hidden. Night fell before anything changed and he hesitantly laid on the clouds, praying he wouldn’t fall through asContinue reading “23:184”
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The air was thin, his lungs not fully satisfied whenever he took a breath. When the beanstalk stopped growing he climbed slowly, letting his body adjust until he broke above the clouds. The brightness hurt his eyes, blue and white like a floating sea, suspended and impossible. He clung to the beanstalk as he summonedContinue reading “23:183”
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A nickname confirmed as real. Instinct revealing the nature we evolved into, or perhaps adapted to in order to be defined.
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Felicia’s days had been long, unbearably dull and void of hope since the day the beanstalk had fallen. She’d cut off communication with Jack, too ashamed to reply, but had still held a secret hope that everything could return to how it was. Now the landers had cut that option and once again the groundContinue reading “23:181”
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Fog is a ground cloud, hiding the mysteries of the sky that have fallen but are too high, too much for those defined by gravity to bear.
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Rant with me to bond, slag others off to win my trust, don’t think about when you’re not here you are our subject, our irk, and we bond over hating you. But you will be at home, enjoying life, so perhaps you deserve it.
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The injustice of expectation to do what others do and who I ignore as they struggle alone. But reverse the roles and all is wrong, all must be corrected, all must understand how unfair this is. Only then will I be human again.
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