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Writing isn't just a hobby, it's a necessity. It's a form of exorcism to purge out all the internal disturbance.

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Try and talk really slow while you're walking fast, does it work

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The atheist view is equivalent to saying 'Let's cut our tongues and just speak.'

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I rather live with the trees smelling the decay of leaves.

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I always wondered how to domesticate your different species pets to each other, like a bird and a cat. And we have few hens and a cat at home so I was curious how they got along. I thought they just vibed but apparently Dad did something... So the cat used to keenly observe the hens, waiting for the perfect moment to grab one and have her for lunch. One day dad picked up a hen(most likely the feisty one), took her to the cat...... and you know how hens like to peck at things with their beak (it's painful), the hen did exactly that to the cat (which traumatized the cat a bit). She now respects their boundaries and they get along fine😂. Mission accomplished.

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Exceptions don't negate the rule.

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You know those people who never forget little strange or strangely mundane things from childhood or in the past (but forget main things but that's not the point now)? And those people never forget days and dates. I am only a bit short of an absolute certainty that I have memorized important dates in my life or of people in my life But for the first time ever I didn't even realize my birthday had passed, only remembered it because of my cousin. Now this is really strange to me, I know my mind has been absent but this much I don't celebrate birthdays but I'm not supposed to forget it I'm prolly gonna have a strange dream too, goodnight

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This channel used to be my organ -an external organ that I bottled up emotions in and exhaled through. Through time however the veins ceased channeling outwards, I went back to bottling up internally. The channels shifted.

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....a throwback to a related topic

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A thief's child ended up a thief. And when once the junior was confronted about his action, all he retorted in defense of himself was that his father is the one who taught him and that's the only way of life he knew. So basically according to him -it's a green card for doing whatever he wishes and not be held accountable for it 'because his father taught him that' 'because that is the only way of life he knew'. There's a point at everybody's life when they grow up and tell wrong from right. When he could began to understand theft is wrong, the reason he presented for still doing it would only be an excuse and not justification. Infact, he did the theft out of his own desires and used the same old excuse as justification and a false refuge.

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> Polymathery because witchery is wrong.

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True words.
True words.

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Why do you love reading books
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Why love read books:
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Everyday something happens that renews my anxiety and multiples it dozen fold, I would then think I can't bear it anymore. Then I see innocent people whose lives on Earth have been turned into hell. My worries mean nothing.... If out of all the great catastrophes that could've happened these miniscule concerns are what I have to deal with, then I shall utter nothing but gratitude.

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Context matters
Context matters

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one soul two ways, only one must be true
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one soul two ways, only one must be true

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Repost from Eternally Awake
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I realized something obvious. I feel ashamed if sometimes I know something better than most of the crowd (I just hated realizing I might know something in a small crowd when really I don't know anything in a bigger scheme of things.) But I realized today it's only a source of shame if I kept it to myself, there's only beauty in a knowledge shared.

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to all those "rules for thee, but not for me" people relax calm down

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Headstrong yet the price of that is to never belong Could you ever let you morals corrupt Emotions far and gone will you let
Headstrong yet the price of that is to never belong Could you ever let you morals corrupt Emotions far and gone will you let them erupt? What do you desire yet what do you need You write to escape you cry and plead Yet will you ever escape? Another attempt to change the shape Of everything that is and was But why? you answer because. Say whatever it does but it don't Take the right path now or you won't