In a world that happens only once, everything is both important and not important at all. But can I allow myself to believe that the entirety of our existences is nothing but a snap of the fingers, a small murmur in an otherwise peaceful sea? Humans were quick to utilize the energy of light because [...]
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Sometimes
The way in which The blinds on the bathroom window Adopt the soft pink hue of the rising sun Makes me think that sometimes Waking up is not all that bad Or the way in which the darkness lingers And the fog still covers the world Peacefully At seven in the morning. The dew is [...]
The Life of an Electron
This is a story told from the perspective of a sentient electron that is part of a copper atom buried deep underground. The copper is then dug up and reacted with fluorine. In this reaction, Fluorine gains an electron, making the atom very stable. Time fades away when one can remember the beginning of forever. [...]
The Power of Objects
I am surrounded by memories. The subway ticket from Chicago, mint tins, piles of books, my rock and beach glass collection, small wooden turtles from Mexico, and notes on the walls that remind me of events that have long passed and math equations I no longer need are all reminders of my past. They are [...]
I Could Write More Poetry
I could write more poetry. Why not? It gets me more views. It gets me more likes. It's relatively fast to do compared to my other posts. In fact, I could write a poem a day if I wanted to. Surely, my stats would boom then. I know exactly how I need to change my [...]
The Concept of Time
Time is a powerful force that controls our existence. Every moment in which we are alive and conscious has been given a numerical label. The cycles of human behavior have been etched by the concept of time: when we sleep and wake, when we eat, when we celebrate birthdays and other anniversaries, how we define [...]
The Happy Book People (2.0)
Time seems to slow down When we’ve had too much of it Like an uninvited guest inside your head Useless comforts are the only pills we can take To rid ourselves of the reminder That the wonders of life Have been washed away with predictability Predictability is a poison It kills the surprise It grows [...]
The Blur of My Life
Back then, The days of summer never ended A full year, it seemed, would pass Before the big yellow school bus Would round the corner again To take me away again Back then, Each day was a new adventure One long hour stretched into the next Leaving me time to think about my existence Look [...]
Kat's observations. 