Implicit Self
Images from my soul, dedicated to the world that makes me
Tag: hope
It’s the end of time
It’s the end of time I could go on, as beforeWords, or tags can hurt no moreWere they known, or something new?The blows and swings, in constant slew.. I touch my chest to feel the piecesAs night shrinks…the stinging easesWhat can’t break, then slowly… Continue Reading “It’s the end of time”
Glue: another poem
Glue Did you ever break Something you could not lose, Did you ever make Something you could not use? Do you know the frame The one atop our hearth, The one we left behind When our ‘palace’ kissed the earth. I saw it… Continue Reading “Glue: another poem”
Sing my dreams
In my dreams I see you all again like yesterday when yesterday was nineteen ninety two We haven’t aged, Tho’ our eyes have changed Our world is torn in two. It could be more, say, three or four? Who knows for sure… Continue Reading “Sing my dreams”
Another unsuitable job for a woman…?
It may be because women are more sensitive, or more prone to need extraneous approval for self esteem, but there certainly seems to be some types of work that make women prone to being depressed and suicidal. There are endless biological reasons related to… Continue Reading “Another unsuitable job for a woman…?”
Acceptable life
Why is it that people want different things and yet follow a typical pattern? Why is it more accepted to want what everyone wants? We are likely to have a genetic composition that predisposes us towards wanting social approval, or society can’t have evolved… Continue Reading “Acceptable life”
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