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A voice inside my head, inspired by someone else’s song | undiluted

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Scribbles from a mind in search of truth and freedom. What do i see? A voice inside my head, inspired by someone else’s song. August 20, 2012 1 Comment. Sitting in a darkened room offloading thoughts that scurry to bathe in shadow, like wearied minnows struggling against the current of a relentless stream. 8216;Take leave of life to examine life,’ he said, ‘and you will return a learned man.’. A voice inside my head, inspired by someone else’s song. August 20, 2012 at 2:32 pm. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.

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21/10/2012 | Sluggish Scribe

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December 2, 2014. Writing by hand is an exercise too often left behind with the many, or perhaps few, stresses one faces in youth. I myself remember not enjoying it especially. I write as a release and to escape from the torpor of my own existence and sometimes to force myself free from the immense inertia I often find myself in. Today it is to escape from the self-inflicted pain of unawareness. Harsh? This entry was posted in Words. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here.

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The Black | Sluggish Scribe

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April 30, 2014. A true blackness falls on my mind as it does at the credits end, or at the moment eyes shut in darkness for the final time before hungrily opening again at the beginning of a forgettable dream. But perhaps I am tired of dreaming. The black is final and brutal, yes, but it is honest at least. I once danced with hope I remember, but I was a lazy enthusiast with shoddy footwork and listless rhythm and hope dashed me aside to dance alone as I watched her from afar…. On the dance floor staring?

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Aureole

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ROAD TO SOCIAL REHABILITATION. VINTAGE BLOKES AND STYLISH FOLKS. BY: DR. CARL JUNG. Mandalas] . are all based on the squaring of a circle. Their basic motif is the premonition of a centre of personality, a kind of central point within the psyche, to which everything is related, by which everything is arranged, and which is itself a source of energy. To the rescue, here I am. Our ability to dance around things has become an art. The Mother Of Love Emulates The Shapes Of Cynthia. Of time and space;.

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Censorship

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NATIONAL PUBLIC RADIO (NPR). ROAD TO SOCIAL REHABILITATION. UNIVERSITY OF KEMETIAN SCIENCES. They cut off the foot to censor the wanderer,. Then they cut off the hands to censor the maker,. They took the ears to blind the musician,. And the eyes to deafen the artist,. The tongue of the radical,. And the mind of the conscious,. Then the heart at last to disguise it all,. Just so no questions would follow our fall. They told us it was a shield,. From the malice,. They painted utopia,. Freedom, a lottery?

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Iconoclast

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ROAD TO SOCIAL REHABILITATION. VINTAGE BLOKES AND STYLISH FOLKS. THE RE-INTRODUCTION OF MISTER PANE. Before cancer cells can proliferate, they first try to convince healthy cells of their inferiority. After all, white blood cells are the champions of the immune system, after winning so many battles, the power begins to go to their heads. BY: DR. CARL JUNG. METAPHYSICS: THE RELIGION OF TOMORROW. DOC‘S EXCLUSIVE INTERVIEW WITH DR. PHIL VALENTINE. As above, so below. Image courtesy of TALWST.com. Nor does d...

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Psyche

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ROAD TO SOCIAL REHABILITATION. VINTAGE BLOKES AND STYLISH FOLKS. I am the left brain. I am a scientist. A mathematician. I love the familiar. I categorize. I am accurate. Linear. Analytical. Strategic. I am practical. Always in control. A master of words and language. Realistic. I calculate equations and play with numbers. I am order. I am logic. I know exactly who I am. In the absence of a heart beat. My psyche flutters my intentions a thousand times. Unraveling ancient holy grail written in its wingspan.

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March 27, 2015. Writing anything, is like balancing on a tightrope of ego. Will you survive your own scrutiny? Good art is like an amalgamation of timing and luck. The blank page is daunting and so is the first page of horrible writing. Happiness is out there somewhere and you daydream about it as you put words to paper. December 2, 2014. Today it is to escape from the self-inflicted pain of unawareness. Harsh? April 30, 2014. I feel halfway between a memory and imagined destiny. And hope dances as beaut...

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The TALWST Interview

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SATURDAY, THE FOURTEENTH OF JANUARY, 2012. ONE TWENTY-THREE. I‘d like to thank you for giving us the opportunity to get better acquainted with you here at DOC which actually leads to my first question, how do you prefer to be addressed on and off stage? TALWST, pronounced tall waist. Well put. I‘m not sure if many people are aware but in addition to music, you are quite an accomplished visual artist. Does your art inspires your music or are they each individual endeavors? They are also similar, I feel li...