Implicit Self
Images from my soul, dedicated to the world that makes me
Tag: truth
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”
Claire Hale in a trial for dark feminism
I remember ending the last blog post I did on the House of Cards in the hope of Claire Underwood becoming the President (or the series becomes worthless). For combinatoric reasons (#Metoo related complete exit of Spacey and the scope for a better story)… Continue Reading “Claire Hale in a trial for dark feminism”
Simple perfection
I have often tried to recall if there was a first scene in a movie that has stayed with me. Nothing comes to mind offhand, and there I used to think I had a great memory. But, yesterday I think I filled in the… Continue Reading “Simple perfection”
The kind of people I like…
I have been accused ( and I might add correctly) of not liking enough people. Or any people. My dad routinely asked me to list the people I really liked, I think I always had real trouble after about 5 names. As I grew… Continue Reading “The kind of people I like…”
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