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The Freelancer's Midnight Prayer

The Freelancer’s Midnight Prayer

Category: existhantial

Posted on: Thursday, January 26th, 2017

Previously The Freelancer’s Mantra What one chants when times are frustrating and income is slow and life is challenging When success is in reach and payday is near but maybe your optimism's fooling you, 'cause this already happened before. Basic everyday stuff for the Barely Making It. Part 1: Centering (Yourself With A Badass Mix Before Opening Your Work Folder on XP because you refuse to update) Om bhur bhuvaht sivan Tat savitur Australia Bhargo devasya-burbia Dhiyo youth na prachodaya Part 2: GREAT-full-grateful, but perhaps some other road... Oh Lorde, Ein Sof, Lana d ...Read more

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When in doubt, write a pretentious poem.

Category: existhantial, shorts

Posted on: Tuesday, January 24th, 2017

Existhantial log 170124 Are we too old to be capable Of mental strains we once knew as youths Of giving up, snuffing the lights with sad songs Feel as pointless as our lives are in its most Are we focused too much on what's in front of us Slaves of what we desperately believe should be ahead Tired of these aching, self-strained shoulders And the cruel future I see as a broken reflection of health Have you ever felt like you've been trying To be too many things all at once That being and becoming anything less than who you want to be Is a complete betrayal to who you are? Am ...Read more

Review till death

Review till death

Category: dreamlog

Posted on: Tuesday, March 1st, 2016

I had this dream when I was confined at the hospital last January 2016. Might be the product of my heavy medication (it does say "vivid dreams" on the long list of side effects), but this came to me as a bit of a shock. In my dream, I entered a movie theater. Typical set up, with comfortable reclining red chairs, people grouped together, sitting apart from others. The lights were on yet there was nothing on the big screen, just static. I walked down the aisle until I recognized them: some of my friends, some of the doctors from the hospital, all huddled together, checking out a familiar ...Read more



Category: Yeahti

Posted on: Friday, February 26th, 2016

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