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Excerpt from Essay II of Self-Reliance
There is a time in every man's education when he arrives at the conviction that envy is ignorance; that imitation is suicide; that he must take himself for better, for worse, as his portion; that though the wide universe is full of good, no kernel of nourishing corn can come to him but through his toil bestowed on that plot of ground which is given to him to till. The power which resides in him is new in nature, and none but he knows what that is which he can do, nor does he know until he has tried. Not for nothing one face, one character, one fact, makes much impression on him, and another none. This sculpture in the memory is not without preestablished harmony. The eye was placed where one ray should fall, that it might testify of that particular ray. We but half express ourselves, and are ashamed of that divine idea which each of us represents. It may be safely trusted as proportionate and of good issues, so it be faithfully imparted, but God will not have his work made manifest by cowards. A man is relieved and gay when he has put his heart into his work and done his best; but what he has said or done otherwise, shall give him no peace. It is a deliverance which does not deliver. In the attempt his genius deserts him; no muse befriends; no invention, no hope. / Trust thyself: every heart vibrates to that iron string. Accept the place the divine providence has found for you, the society of your contemporaries, the connection of events. Great men have always done so, and confided themselves childlike to the genius of their age, betraying their perception that the absolutely trustworthy was seated at their heart, working through their hands, predominating in all their being. And we are now men, and must accept in the highest mind the same transcendent destiny; and not minors and invalids in a protected corner, not cowards fleeing before a revolution, but guides, redeemers, and benefactors, obeying the Almighty effort, and advancing on Chaos and the Dark.
@MattG
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Melodramatic hipsters burned in effigy
* *A tear is shed / For those who are blind to the beauty of this world / Who can only feast on sarcasm, writhing in irony
@liam-dierl
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A Thought (Expanded)
Get impassioned, get informed, get involved, because our ignorance makes us impotent, irrational, idiotic invalids, incapable of inquiry, and strips us of our individuality. Time to step up and take back what's yours. Hedge fund managers and securities brokers hold a cumulative trillion + dollars in assets. While you're living on minimum wage, working 2 jobs, struggling with job security, or drowning in student debts; they rake in 9 figure incomes by gambling with other people's money, and get tax breaks that come out of your pocket. Your voice is not insignificant, you are just as important as the people you idolize. Believe in yourself and extend it to others. We are the collective majority, and we have been conned. Together, we have the power to make a change for the better, so spread the word, and tell em you heard: get impassioned, get informed, get involved.
@iliveinyourhead
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The Wretched!
The invalids, / misanthropes- / Spell-check your ego at the dooooooooooooor
@nicholas-pugliese-1
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light courted, coursed
I watch the loping invalids in the courtyard / nil by nil by nil feet / How to describe a sensation such as heat
@rf
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Aberration
Only fires burning bright, / will glimmer in the dim of night. / On the edge of the forest where the river is red,
@billy-gray
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The Neon Killer
The crowded streets seemed empty now, beneath the noon day heat, / as the devils and the invalids wait 'til dusk to meet. / Then the sunlight fades and the neon signs, attract the social crowd,
@wayne-h-colegate
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High Hopes and Happy Expectations
Swift, teach us that a modest child will leisurely be milled / Eschewed from aid, withdrawn from conscious need / A child’s mind an empty bucket, waiting to be filled
@samantha-dias
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I'm In My Hard January
deep fried kool-aid in a purple Intrepid / the scepter of our Grief; falters / the Orion of our Agonies in the Least-ville of our Nova !
@third-eye-candy
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Lyudi Invalidy
Walking down the street / I often trip / Over the despondant and pathetic husks
@alexander-s
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Devotion
_Digital displays drawing_ / _Invalids imaging insights_ / _Targets theory towards_
@Jolan
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this is the story of how i killed my father
i go to the hospital because thats what you're supposed to do. because everyone seems to change their minds about their asshole dads when they seem them lying helplessly in a bed for invalids. but i don't. i look at him and i don't feel a damn thing. until the machines shut off, he's alive. as long as he's alive, he's the man that grabbed my wrist so hard it still doesn't bend right. a terminal diagnosis doesn't change that. / all thats left keeping him alive is that life support and all the people in this room, people he's hurt, who are crying over him like he said a kind word to them in his life. pussies. / when the doctor comes in and tells us its time, my sister starts wailing. i think its a stalling tactic. so i pull it out myself.
@hkr
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What I've Tasted of Desire
this yearning, churning, burning, turning, / turning my head in circles / my mind to mash,
@cristina
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WHEN YOU'RE DEAD, YOU DON'T CRAVE
i might give you this. but you won't change. / we have new ways of getting the pain in. / are you even aware of the practical agony of our bliss-less gloom ?
@third-eye-candy
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when you're dead, you don't crave...
i might give you this. but you won't change. we have new ways of getting the pain in. / are you aware of the practical agony of our bliss-less gloom ? our two rooms a-jumblerumpskin ? / we live in the crease of at least two invalids. but you steal cake and i witness. shit, i've been this
@third-eye-candy
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Despair
My soul's a wound, / I won't be sad for very long, / isn't that sad?
@Aj
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Johny Christ
Johny Christ, the hitman-turned-messiah, / Conferred Death Painless with his barehands / His ads were passed on secretly
@snehal-p-sanathanan
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