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Eclectic Electric

Sailing over a bitumen ocean, caught by a wind, the world whips by and whispers as I cut through. Each passed house long asleep, a gentle piano tune is carrying heartbreak in script, volume loud enough to sing along to and pretend the stars a stadium, full, above my windscreen. The sky lights, illuminating each…… Continue reading Eclectic Electric

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Don’t Drink Poison

Something about getting older is finding more dimension to your personality. You twine ideas into opinions and build morals which ultimately shape you as a person. Eventually, every person establishes a personal philosophy by which they pass through their days, whether aware of it or not. With this thought on my mind, I’ve been trying…… Continue reading Don’t Drink Poison

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How to Fail, then Pass

Tri 2 was a disaster. You know that moment every kid has when they’re like 11, and they realise that everybody else has a mind and a situation and a whole life, and each person is just a tiny part of a huge machine and nobody is all that important individually? Despite that, you can’t…… Continue reading How to Fail, then Pass

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Night Owl, Early Bird

When your to do list yearns to see the sun wake the world and feel the crisp chill of the morning air, and simultaneously aches to skip to the star strewn late night sky, driving into a dark horizon with the windows down, you face the decision between a late night and an early start.…… Continue reading Night Owl, Early Bird

Stream of Consciousness

Dear Subconscious,

I don’t know where to start. I don’t know what to say that might be profound or interesting or useful. And now I wonder, does it have to be? Interest emerges from nothing, sometimes, and you don’t need to try. Or else, it’ll be boring, and you’ll waste your time reading. Is there any wasted…… Continue reading Dear Subconscious,