~ExoticIndigence
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WorldBefore her the world: An Immense canvass. Abstractedly the colors swirled before her eyes; indiscernible patterns and likeness: IndefinableWorld
She cringed before it in fear, and watched the patterns change. Her every action became a brushstroke, and tentatively did at first her art unfold. Colors coalesced and chaos became ordered. But from this order sprang forth deeper obscurity. It was a labyrinth of of ardor and emotion that carved ever deeper canals, weakening the foundations over which they so carelessly flowed.
From time to time these last vestiges of certainty cracked, and crumbled, and fell, leaving nary a trac
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AddictionIt calls.Addiction
Light plays through leaves. A holy cascade flickers through the emerald prism, swirling as if possessed by some demon; shedding motes of brilliance. They dance and transform. And with it comes a kind of music, intangible as the wind, whose melody is all consuming in this rapture of the soul.
Shadowy tendrils of cold flame flicker, caressing strands of silken darkness. They beckon, from the periphery of vision, where colors contrast and the prism falters in its heavenly crusade. A net is woven from the depths. It snares, entraps, its grasp is endless.
It calls.
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HopesI look upon their faces and remember of days past when once I saw the youthful loveHopes
and heard the riotous melody of minds clashing.
The hair was dark and free of stains like ashes of a phoenix, never to be reborn eyes once bright and full of hope now live, unseeing, in the past.
Old dreams lie scattered like autumn leaves but the rake leans, forgotten, in the shed old hopes and passions fly away upon the wings of severed youth
I watch the decline in silence, a serene melancholia and think, and think but the vision still remains &nbs
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Cognitive Dissonance Chapter 1Cognitive Dissonance
It came from above. He’d been walking down Broadway when the sirens wailed beseechingly, echoing down the narrow corridor between tall buildings, built in the hauntingly beautiful architecture of Daine. It whooped like a sick bird and, almost coincidently, the grackles, which had been chirping a moment
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- Current Residence: Eugene, Oregon
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- Favourite genre of music: Grunge, hell anything really
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- Personal Quote: "We aren't rational animals, we're rationalizing animals"
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