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The World Seems So Quiet In Black and White

The waters rose a little higher than is usual. Most of them went home eventually. Some stayed to wait for a new experience. But most of the everyday attendees kept away. The new visitors brought with them new objects, new feelings. The essence was still there. Better...worse. It's just different. And that's just fine.

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Uploaded on May 30, 2009

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Veinity

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Uploaded on May 28, 2009

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Of A Tragedy

so long
clinging climbing crashing
feet to torso dangling
splashing sputtering suffocating
partially submerged
icy numbs fiery sears
again with familiar again with time
easy to warm to the cold

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Uploaded on May 28, 2009

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Please Don't Pray For My Soul

I find cemeteries peaceful. I'm often happier surrounded by headstones rather than the living.

I find the concept of morbidity puzzling. Acknowledging thoughts about our mortality seems to shatter a social taboo.

Love, reason and consciousness of the inevitable are what separate us from most other beings. The exploration of these is what continues to drive our evolution.

The day I became comfortable with my own mortality was the day I began a new life without walls.

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Uploaded on May 13, 2009

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