Hey man havent talked to you in awhile your sister tells me your off to college soon good luck with all that and send me an im sometime with one of those storys, later

Also, finding one's voice is something that has always baffled me.... How could a person not be using their voice always?

It is you and you are it, limited only by the edge of ever-expanding knowledge of literature and life. Voice is unavoidable--honing one's words an unending endeavor.

Thank you my friend, for the comments on "Autumn Town."

Nonetheless, to the cutting board it goes! It is far from my favorite work, but I think I can bring it to that point.

Beware

HI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Not only Natalie

Thank you for the comments on my most recent and sorry about the delay in response. Life is not easy these days.

"i think i have erased many emotions from my emotional pallette. i think that perhaps in the utter disgust i have for over-emotional people, i have in fact become under-emotional. it takes a lot to excite me."

It is difficult to express my personal understanding of this statement.

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Seek and ye shall find.

hi me. what's up?

ahh you know

yeah

same ol' same

i cheard dat dawg

i know you did, because i heard it too and we are the same person

its an expression

no crap

hey why don't you shut the hell up?

why don't you make me?

why don't you make yourself?

oh.

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Sprinkle Joy
--Ralph Waldo Emerson

Welcome to the community

Have you ever had a dream, that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake from that dream? How would you know the difference between the dream world and the real world?

What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.

You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.

I offer only the truth, nothing more.

Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill

spyed, nobody has ever done this before.
I know. That's why it's going to work.



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The Angry Deviant



Random Deviant

Thanks for the comment. I understood what you meant. The poem was more of a blur of jumbled thoughts I spat out onto paper. I am sure you would of better enjoyed my other poems. Well Ill take a look at your gallery.

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Heinous

a. hateful; atrocious; unpardonable.

Thank you for the comment my friend.
Altered states of consciousness = discrepancies in voice it seems.

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Seek and ye shall find.