Dying Hard

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The Eternal Separator

If death is not all…I will still love you. In my heart, in my soul the solitude wind harrows. How ever could I be so dissolute? These are the unhappiness that I’ve lived with. All seems to far away now, the grave separating the dead from the living, you from me. If ever there was a consolation, heaven awaits my return to that joyous place of everlasting jubilation. We shall meet again!
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Keeping the Fate

The reason why some people succeed is not because they have some kind of super power, it’s just that they’ve been knocked down so many times that they’ve mastered getting up.
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Speaking to Your Dormant Muse

I know you inside and out. Just because we have not talked lately does not mean I’m not in love with you. I know every hidden secrets to your complex core and if I touch you even now it will all be the same. We will fall again just like old times. We are in this together forever.
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Artistic Restrictions

A sad day for artists everywhere as #SonyPicture cancelled #TheInterview because they were cyber-bullied. The message here if anything screams restriction on creative expression. Arts have alway been on the forefront of human civilization, creating truth and inspiration for humanity to use as a political, social and technological template many a time for reality and has always met with resistance. It’s has not changed artists then and shouldn’t now.

Artistic Restrictions

A sad day for artists everywhere as #SonyPicture cancelled #TheInterview because they were cyber-bullied. The message here if anything screams restriction on creative expression. Artists have alway been on the forefront of human civilization, creating truth and inspiration for humanity to use as a political, social and technological template many a time for reality and has always met with resistance. It’s has not changed artists then and shouldn’t now.

Feeding Solitude

Some solitary darkness is good for the thinking man. There, he will process his most original thoughts yet.

The Oath: A Social Media Stalker

“The Lover’s Love Letter” (A tale of rejection for the foolish lover and the adventure to capture his lover with notes and letters and perhaps deeds. He is ready for her. Is she?)

This long title will give away what he would say in his letter. It’s obvious he is a foolish lover only good at driving away the person he wants the most into another lover’s arms.

And this detail above does not help because it’s long and narrative and does not help his mute cause either.

And again foolishness upon foolishness…shall we please now get to the letter!?

OK! OK!

I don’t know you but…the way I feel, I’m loss.
We’ve been here before, and you’ve always dangle your beauty before me, teasing me. I want you now! I want you forever! My miss-steps are symptoms of my vulnerability, my nonessential behavior exhibited in utter oblivious, innocence, inability, my need to have you. Come find me when you figure out I have loved you even when I didn’t say or show it. I’m stupidity falling for you. Now that lover of yours have you all clutter in his clusty arms (I don’t know what clusty means or if it’s even a word but it makes me feel good writing it). Anyway I will continue with my lament about the aching of my heart because of my love for you. This lover of yours whom you have devoted your love and body to, what a jealous man you’ve turned me into!? He does not workout, he does not eat yam! He does not sing to you, he does not write ridiculous lover letters like mine. I’m doing it all my darling. Can’t you see I’m truly the ONE? He takes you to eat and takes you to bed! Your social media page is full of his lousy mug, the blue Twitter bird even chirp about his victory!
Oh poor me. Poor, poor me. Only you my lover who see gold in him. If I was strong enough I will knock his name right out of your status feed and replace it with my foolishness, my miss-steps, my love, my secret admiration of you, my most inner fantasy about us, and then I will get to one knee and tell you nothing. When you look at me wanting I will just choke and babble and stutter and run for my pen and paper because there, see? I wrote it all down. Marry me.
See the last sentence at my blog at:
McNonwuun’s Blog | You are not eternal. Leave an eternal mark.
https://mcnonwuun.wordpress.com/
Thanks for reading. Hopefully you had fun.

Cliche or Not?

A good script can also become a good book.

Foes…

The pigs are coming for you, don’t lay there in your own blood. Obviously they’ve been starved and they are obsessed with religion and politics, more so their hunger is filled with pride. Your flesh will be consumed by fire and then sneering tooth.
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