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creation arose from nothing
yes once upon a time, before timethere was nothing, nothing at all no palm trees, no ackee fruitno birds, no fish, no thorns, no rosesand no one to give them to no dirt, no water, no land, no skyno air, no moon, no stars there was nothing, nothing at all no light, no darkness, no space, no time and then there was somethingimagine that a rose grew from nothingsome would call that a miracle but what else would you call a new beginningbut a miracle of sorts? a rose grew from nothingand as it shook off its dust the dust fell togetherand created the first fire, stars and starlight who…
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American Men Are Going To Foreign Countries To Find Wives Because They Want To Make America Great Again
MAGA is the creed of mostly white men because when anyone yells that they want to, “Make America great again,” what they’re usually yelling is that they want to make themselves great again. This is why mostly white men can also be heard chanting, “Make Britain great again!” or, “Make Australia great again!” It all means the same thing: Make Me Great Again! American (and British, and Australian) men are going to foreign countries to find wives because they want to turn back time and live in a century where White Anglo-Saxon Protestants (WASPs) are great husbands just for being white and male. In essence, they don’t want to live in the…
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creation, in a lover’s hands
in my village we have this saying, that“we answer the earth with our being.” that being all of thisall of us this being thatif you’re just going to forget everythingat least remember that today it asked,“what does a lover’s hands create?” and our father, absent as he is, silent as he ispokes the embers of our dying fires with a sticktrying to get a little more heat out of themto warm the clay and our mother rubs her belly and says,“a home safe enough to be born into silly.” and our cousin inspects our hands before we eatmaking sure they’ve been cleansedof mud by water and the water tumbles down…
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The Tortoise Enjoys The Race More Than The Hare
Being bad at something you truly love is one of life’s secret blessings. You’re given that much more time to focus on it than those who get it easily. The road is that much longer.
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Self-Disrespect And Self-Forgiveness
The more chances you give yourself the less respect you’ll have for yourself. You’ll begin to ignore the standards that you’ve set for yourself exactly because you’ll know that you’ll always give yourself another chance. You’ll know that no matter what you won’t walk away. You’ll get comfortable with depending on self-forgiveness. Thus turning self-forgiveness into a crutch comparable to self-avoidance rather than into a motivation for change. Never ever get comfortable with disrespecting yourself.
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I Was Never A Tourist
The difference between the tourist and the traveller is that the traveller allows themselves to be so shaped by where they are at the moment that they can rightfully say, “I’m not just in Toronto, I am Toronto. I’m not just in love, I am love. I’m not just in the abyss, I am the abyss.” Unlike the tourist, the objective of the traveller is to not just be moved but to be remade. And to then shun where and who they are completely so that they can move on to a new way of being, a new city, a new them. Because the traveller knows that you can’t ever…
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‘Get Out’ – Alternative Ending
The art dealer successfully possesses the main character’s body but he quickly dies because a cop pulled him over on his way out of town and he reached for his ID a little too quickly. All of the other party attendees die under somewhat similar circumstances because none of them had been taught as children on how to act in a black body so as to not be shot and killed for something trivial and mundane, like sitting on their own couch. Overcome by this news and the bewildering fact that being black is its own horror movie the Armitage family members–each having already possessed a new body by now–make…
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Your Golden Locked Heart And The Three Bares
SUPER-EGO: “Let’s wade through the crowd of people who love us because they want to fuck us to find an intimacy that’s far less ephemeral. The last thing our heart wants is a short-lived love affair.” ID: “Hey, at least our heart’s getting something then. All we have and all we’ve ever known are momentary flames. The world’s not as warm as any of us want it to be, there aren’t enough lovers in it to even make a crowd for us to wade through. See, love comes from kindness and kindness requires attention, and that’s the rarest commodity. From us. From anyone. Wading through a crowd of lovers in…
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“Nobody Understands Me.” “Weird Flex, But Okay.”
“I’m difficult to understand” is an excuse, and you’re lazy. Communication is difficult, for everyone. For everyone. If you want to be understood then it’s your job to work at being understood, nobody else’s. If you don’t want to be understood and just want to wallow in the loneliness of being incomprehensible that’s fine as well, I mean – that’s a mood, but don’t ever say “I’m difficult to understand” or “I’m complicated.” Say what you really mean to say. Say, “I’m difficult to understand because I don’t actually want to be understood by you, even if I act like I do. I’m too lazy to put in the necessary…