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What comes after this global disaster? Future for my brother or grim for my mother? Will unwanted sorrow fill the path of tomorrow? Will time we borrowed make us feel harrowed?
What Comes After?
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Last Monday, I revealed the schedule on what type of content arrives on what day on this blog. Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday were listed as “xenobytes/poetry” day. If you’ve been a little observant, you might’ve noticed the posting pattern before the revelation. Now the question is: what are xenobytes?
What are Xenobytes?
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Sometimes I wear a mask goes by the name “dumbness” A facade, disguise, perhaps but it’s truly just a test
“Dumbness”
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In case you haven’t noticed, the content of this blog has been more organized this past couple of weeks. By that, I mean there’s been a pattern on what content arrives on what day.
New Blog Schedule
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the strangest place to find humility is right next to a sink
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“Swing it, shake it, move it,” sang the song from the wall. Yet no one is dancing. “Fun people, where are y’all?” Don’t they feel the rhythm? The solid, sturdy beats? Don’t they know crafting a hook ain’t no easy feat?
Binaural Landscapes
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We could’ve been sinners, bandits of the night Committing our crimes away from public sight Enamored me with your ink and demeanor Even though you weren’t my choice of flavor
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When I read a book, I get transported to a different world all by myself. Immersed in a new setting, I get to know characters I wouldn’t expect to meet in real life. I shape the characters in ways I prefer, sometimes obeying the writer’s commands and sometimes not, giving myself full control. Anything that…
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