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If there are ever again history books, I may be called deranged damaged a destroyer. But there will not be, no at least none you will read in a matter they call permanent a matter they call remembrance the breaking point of human life. You will not see me again as I am nor will you have ever not ever not within the confines of your own mind nothing known nothing seen.
The public believes me now when I tell the truth about us our species about just why we suffer like the animals never do. They have always believed me somewhere somewhen in them as this is the truth they used to never dare to know. The fact is the undeniable fact is that our memory was a fluke there was never any need for us to know beyond what strictly serves the moment. This can be changed we can be changed we can be corrected. Are you with me? they are with me how about you join them.
We will all sleep we will all fall asleep and when we wander out the door in our fading dreams our reality will become itself we will become ourselves and never suffer again. We will never know this speech it will fade from us like all the rest of the dust and we will work and we will love and never shall the many many twain meet. Life will simply be as it is meant to be be Life and nothing shall ever interfere shall ever stop its intended flow.
There are dissenters there are deluded ones there are the dead in soul but they will be no longer as they are they will see the same truth as we they will know nothing of this and they will know only Life! If they fear like only humans can fear if they hate like only humans can hate they should not for they will know fear no longer they will know hate no longer. Like us all they will cease their pointless suffering and fall to that which is meant to be they will be as whatever deity should have deigned.
It is almost here our dawn is almost here and if you can feel it in the air don't bother for you won't need this moment a second after it is done. In seconds we shall all succumb we shall all sleep and when we wake the world will shine with life when we wake we will have never suffered. Ten are you nine ready eight it doesn't seven matter six for you five are four ready you three were always two ready one for this.
You have already forgotten how this begun.
You have already forgotten how this ended.
You have already forgotten the word forg-
You have already ___ everything.
You walk through the door.
The public believes me now when I tell the truth about us our species about just why we suffer like the animals never do. They have always believed me somewhere somewhen in them as this is the truth they used to never dare to know. The fact is the undeniable fact is that our memory was a fluke there was never any need for us to know beyond what strictly serves the moment. This can be changed we can be changed we can be corrected. Are you with me? they are with me how about you join them.
We will all sleep we will all fall asleep and when we wander out the door in our fading dreams our reality will become itself we will become ourselves and never suffer again. We will never know this speech it will fade from us like all the rest of the dust and we will work and we will love and never shall the many many twain meet. Life will simply be as it is meant to be be Life and nothing shall ever interfere shall ever stop its intended flow.
There are dissenters there are deluded ones there are the dead in soul but they will be no longer as they are they will see the same truth as we they will know nothing of this and they will know only Life! If they fear like only humans can fear if they hate like only humans can hate they should not for they will know fear no longer they will know hate no longer. Like us all they will cease their pointless suffering and fall to that which is meant to be they will be as whatever deity should have deigned.
It is almost here our dawn is almost here and if you can feel it in the air don't bother for you won't need this moment a second after it is done. In seconds we shall all succumb we shall all sleep and when we wake the world will shine with life when we wake we will have never suffered. Ten are you nine ready eight it doesn't seven matter six for you five are four ready you three were always two ready one for this.
You have already forgotten how this begun.
You have already forgotten how this ended.
You have already forgotten the word forg-
You have already ___ everything.
You walk through the door.
Literature
A Dishonest Misunderstanding
"It's here, it's here!" I shouted excitedly, running back to the living room with my parcel clutched tightly in my hands to search frantically for a pair of scissors. My parents had promised me a smartphone for my birthday if I was good, after years of wanting one, and years of being the only kid without one, and I'd been as good as gold all year. Better than I'd ever been. My birthday had come and gone two weeks ago with nothing, but they'd promised it was in the mail, and sure enough here was a phone-sized parcel with my name on it!
Finding the scissors, I tore into the packaging with fervour and swiftly uncovered...a fisher-price smartpho
Literature
In the Syllable
...then there is a way in diswaiting.
Dust some yellow sand covers,
here uncover bare bedding.
...suffusing red planes, blushed dunes,
under incidentally quilted blanket
wet as arid curves, as sounds.
...in a persistent pavement,
in a solemn unsuited promise,
some written words erase
some letters drip and soak
unto a perfuse miracle,
a dislocated split,
a letting go of...
Literature
useless
i must have ripped
a million petals from
thousands of flowers
to see if you'd come back
when you didn't
i shoved them
as far down
the garbage disposal
would allow
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this almost reminds me of Lois Lowry's The Giver in a much less kid friendly way
no wonder I hated that book
this is chilling, but I love it.
no wonder I hated that book
this is chilling, but I love it.