Tag: philosophy
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Remembering The Light
The blind woman reaches her hand out, placing it weakly on Mira’s shoulder. “Can you describe it to me?” she asks Mira, “The light that graces all?” A moment of silence splits the air between them as Mira considers the request of the woman. How does one describe that which seemed to be infinite, yet…
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In This World
In times when I feel the world caving in from all the wrong corners, I remind myself that the end is ever present. I remind myself that while death yet follows, life disappears further into the distance. I remind myself that I may whine and weep, complain that the world is unjust and its people…
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The Nature of Mistakes
“That is where you are so mistaken.” he humbly whispers, “The mistakes we partake in today are the very ones that will torment us every day. We are but a fractured race of creatures, believing that by forcing ourselves against one another our jagged edges will grow smooth and less sharp. Yet cut ourselves we…
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Lost No Longer
“To kindred hearts!” Marius yells, “That we may one day be lost no longer!” Adam raises his cup to toast his words into being, but his companion, Orion, stops it with a hand. “To be lost, is a merciful pain.” Orion says, “In our failure to find north, we learn the brittle reality of nomads…
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Beyond The Skyline
“What lies beyond?” she asked me with a voice so innocently sad. “Do the cosmos echo the melody of starbound travelers? Are there stardust rivers that ripple through still primordial skies? Or is there only darkness, a rumbling void that comes to swallow all we never knew to ask, about the world above?” I want…
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A Failure, Through and Through.
He was a failure, through and through. The thought echoes through Yuri’s mind as he grips his plate tightly, struggling to cut into the fish on it with his plastic knife. “Here.” a voice beside him says. Yuri looks up and sees Brull, one of his childhood bestfriends sitting beside him, with a fork in…
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The Purpose of Rain
A soft rumbling fills the skies as Isaiah looks up to watch a wave of clouds envelope the sun. It would rain soon, Isaiah notes, as the skies turned gray and a chilly breeze sweeps through the park. He had been walking around the park for hours now, exploring the paths and hiking through its…
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