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Merci Mademoiselle | kaizenofthought
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Curiosity killed the cat. The Absolute Randomness of it all. The confessions of a contemplating psychopath. On April 18, 2013. Yesterday I look at my notifications and see that I now have over 25 followers and more than a 100 likes. #YayMe. Anyway, here’s something I wrote for that person. It’s not for what she made me do, but for something that she makes me want to. It’s a poem titled: “. For brunch we meet. Of fruits and toast. Please have a seat. It’s all so spruce. To break a leg. Let’s talk and talk.
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Advice To A Young Man Hoping To Go Somewhere (Or Get Something From Someone Successful) | kaizenofthought
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Curiosity killed the cat. The Absolute Randomness of it all. The confessions of a contemplating psychopath. Advice To A Young Man Hoping To Go Somewhere (Or Get Something From Someone Successful). On April 17, 2013. It goes like this: You’re scared but overconfident, clueless but eager to learn, just glad to be given a shot and you don’t want to screw it up. I tried to think of a. From → kaizenofthought. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Address never made public). Follow Blog via Email.
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thedanink | kaizenofthought
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Curiosity killed the cat. The Absolute Randomness of it all. The confessions of a contemplating psychopath. February 16, 2014. Reality is Beautiful on. November 15, 2013. A Tunnel of Trees on. June 25, 2013. An Infinite Spark on. June 18, 2013. May 8, 2013. April 26, 2013. April 18, 2013. The Murder of Expression on. April 8, 2013. Fly, fly, till you succeed on. April 3, 2013. April 2, 2013. Laquo; Older Entries. 8220;Life is what you make of it”. The Absolute Randomness of it all. Follow Blog via Email.
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An Infinite Spark | kaizenofthought
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Curiosity killed the cat. The Absolute Randomness of it all. The confessions of a contemplating psychopath. On June 18, 2013. A lot can change. Will fly your way. And when it clicks. It’s here to stay. You’ve never heard! May change the world. What we are is. Can’t be taught! From → kaizenofthought. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. Some th...
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Decisions | kaizenofthought
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Curiosity killed the cat. The Absolute Randomness of it all. The confessions of a contemplating psychopath. RobertFrost #Robert #Frost #Poem #poetry #rhyme #TheRoadNotTaken #kaizenofthought #kaizen #decisions #choice. On February 16, 2014. I see two roads that diverge here. They want to test my state of mind. They ask of me, solidity. To leave repentance behind. Though as one grows to love his sorrow. As have I, to leave my strife. But troubled and befuddled minds. Can’t quite seem to make this stride.
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The Murder of Expression | kaizenofthought
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Curiosity killed the cat. The Absolute Randomness of it all. The confessions of a contemplating psychopath. The Murder of Expression. The Murder of Expression. On April 8, 2013. My voice is swallowed. Whole by the throng. In a tuneless song. I am tired and jaded. Of this uninterested crowd. I make one last attempt. I shout out loud. With pride and valour. My voice does soar. As there are a million more. From → Symphonies without Music. I love this. Fantastic. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. A Tunnel of Trees.
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Doors, Darkness, Dreams and Dimwits | Sloppy Etymology
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Do we simply stare at what is horrible and forgive it? 8211; Richard Siken. Doors, Darkness, Dreams and Dimwits. February 17, 2013. The difference between my darkness and your darkness is that I can look at my own badness in the face and accept its existence while you are busy covering your mirror with a white linen sheet…. Sorry you, this is not going to be your year, now go stand there in the corner and whine because that’s what you get for unbounded expectations. An elephant in the room. Once you know...
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Silhouettes | kaizenofthought
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Curiosity killed the cat. The Absolute Randomness of it all. The confessions of a contemplating psychopath. On May 8, 2013. Not all are what they claim to be. Modesty seems like an imperfect notion. Our thoughts, they try to break free. They are barely heard in our own commotion. We all seek ways to run. To be those who we are not. We should revel in actions, yet –. We obsess over our thoughts. We walk a faded path. We try not to care. Enchained in a prison. Of our inability to dare. Our purpose is astray.
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kaizenofthought | Curiosity killed the cat | Page 2
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Curiosity killed the cat. The Absolute Randomness of it all. The confessions of a contemplating psychopath. April 2, 2013. My mind – It seems to be buzzing. These fuzzy thoughts do hurt. There’s way too much –. 8211; for me as such;. The world seems rude and curt. Listen to that voice in your head. Hear out that thought sublime. Like sudden tragedies –. 8211; That above all else;. Demand a lot of your time. But, time is a fickle little thing. Deemed to tell us our tale. Doomed to forever guide us. So, wh...
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Reality is Beautiful | kaizenofthought
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Curiosity killed the cat. The Absolute Randomness of it all. The confessions of a contemplating psychopath. On November 15, 2013. The eastern sunrise is usually prettier. Than the western one. The harps placed at the gates of heaven. Are perhaps not as loud as a nightingale. Almost entirely not as half as enchanting. The coolness of weary waters. Is much less colder than the contempt of vile souls. Though the contemptuous hypocrisy that exists. Is a horrendously chilling concept. To continue to feel.