space_soup - Hello Poetry

I am ... the marshmallow kid, that lives mostly in the present. Inside locked rooms I grab ... whatever shows and rolls around, that looks, I guess ... so worthy of betraying tomorrow for the now.

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Mar 10, 2019

Mar 10, 2019 at 11:46 AM UTC

Marshmallows

I am ... the marshmallow kid, that lives mostly in the present. Inside locked rooms I grab ... whatever shows and rolls around, that looks, I guess ... so worthy of betraying tomorrow for the now.

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To keep it sane, psychologists often say, you have to strive to stay honest as much as you can, but then again some others say, lying to yourself is the best possible way.

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Apr 21, 2018

Apr 21, 2018 at 9:05 AM UTC

Delusions

To keep it sane, psychologists often say, you have to strive to stay honest as much as you can, but then again some others say, lying to yourself is the best possible way.

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In a heartbeat, for a second , Life itself lies here unshattered.

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Apr 9, 2018

Apr 9, 2018 at 3:17 AM UTC

Untitled

In a heartbeat, for a second , Life itself lies here unshattered.

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if balance brings thought into light, why are you still lost out of sight ? is what I sense as truth so wrong? if yes, let’s just stop calling it so and let it float in shapeless way mind over matter, both gone astray.

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Apr 5, 2018

Apr 5, 2018 at 9:12 AM UTC

hello, goodbye

if balance brings thought into light, why are you still lost out of sight ? is what I sense as truth so wrong? if yes, let’s just stop calling it so and let it float in shapeless way mind over matter, both gone astray.

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When shadows start to touch the ground, I watch the time pass by in haste, look down on moving silhouettes and try to keep them fixed in place.

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Mar 26, 2018

Mar 26, 2018 at 4:10 PM UTC

Noon

When shadows start to touch the ground, I watch the time pass by in haste, look down on moving silhouettes and try to keep them fixed in place.

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Words spread out in patterns, Black signs thrown on displays As sounds blend in one another. Emotions start to dance in circles, But silence starts to fill the phrase, In awkward unfamiliar rooms You watch the game vanish away.

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Mar 19, 2018

Mar 19, 2018 at 11:23 AM UTC

Expectations

Words spread out in patterns, Black signs thrown on displays As sounds blend in one another. Emotions start to dance in circles, But silence starts to fill the phrase, In awkward unfamiliar rooms You watch the game vanish away.

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Nights. Looking forward to Lose myself in various stages Of sleep unfolded consciousness From alpha waves to REM, It's all still there to dive again, Until bright, busy daylight Suddenly pops in, just in time To scare all dreams away.

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Mar 17, 2018

Mar 17, 2018 at 6:59 AM UTC

Nights

Nights. Looking forward to Lose myself in various stages Of sleep unfolded consciousness From alpha waves to REM, It's all still there to dive again, Until bright, busy daylight Suddenly pops in, just in time To scare all dreams away.

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There’s no free will. Just some neurons Tied together, that fire Before you even spell I am, I do, I will. And consciousness Is just a word, To name yourself In front of mirrors, You accidentally pass by. So what?

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Mar 9, 2018

Mar 9, 2018 at 12:25 PM UTC

Free will

There’s no free will. Just some neurons Tied together, that fire Before you even spell I am, I do, I will. And consciousness Is just a word, To name yourself In front of mirrors, You accidentally pass by. So what?

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I wish I’d hear your neurons spike, In rythms of love and despair When you change your mind again, And search for someone new to care.

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Feb 14, 2018

Feb 14, 2018 at 6:58 AM UTC

No love song

I wish I’d hear your neurons spike, In rythms of love and despair When you change your mind again, And search for someone new to care.

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You can’t swallow the truth No matter how hard you try, In every bite the seed remains, Of meaning, irreducible, That sticks forever to your tongue, in darkness, undeniable.

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Feb 13, 2018

Feb 13, 2018 at 2:08 PM UTC

Seeds

You can’t swallow the truth No matter how hard you try, In every bite the seed remains, Of meaning, irreducible, That sticks forever to your tongue, in darkness, undeniable.

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