Game of Life • part 7
New memories are waiting for me, like forgotten coins in the pocket of an old coat. I feel them softly calling to me, as if all along they’d been hiding in my mind. Minds. Without the burden of a body and a brain, I see the vast landscape before me of...
Leon's Poem
Leon's Poem Everything is manufactured, Life has become a satire for emptyness, A series of fabricated events that repeat, From one person to the next. Nothing is original, Nothing will ever be original, Except maybe the person reading...
Living
Life is like a river, constantly flowing, Life is like a tree, constantly growing. Life is like the desert, constantly changing, Life is like the oceans, constantly re-arranging, Life is accepting, both others and yourself, Life is understanding, and...
[story] How it ends...
-jaska and lana take off running- -speedwalk thru science lab as not to break anything- -jaska runs thru basement; lana noes the fuck out- j- hey! that's cheating!! l- -on stairs; jumps banister, cuts j off- twelve years of gymnastics, bitch!