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Inside, inside, I rot from within

Wandering through the vast world,

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The moonlight reflects on the seawater tonight, the foam comes and goes, like a prelude to the birth of Venus. It surprises us in every way, from the gentlest to even the cruelest. A sandstorm…

The moonlight reflects on the seawater tonight, the foam comes and goes, like a prelude to the birth of Venus. It surprises us in every way, from the gentlest to even the cruelest. A sandstorm…

Many of people get very wrong about the teachings given here. By illusion it literally doesn't mean that there is nothing.

Jane was a woman of integrity and humility; despite being married to a Military Police sergeant from Santa Catarina, she was a kind-hearted woman of great character. Known as the "Queen of Karate,"…

We all know both are very polar opposite to each other so why is that both are delusionals?

There is an idea that has been repeated for centuries: that awareness of death is what makes us live intensely. The German philosopher Martin Heidegger defended something similar... he called it…

I was watching videos on the internet, people talking about happiness on podcasts, saying that money brings happiness and that, if you're still not happy, maybe it's because you don't have a million…

The cafeteria still smelled of coffee when the commotion began. It was routine for the military school to turn any spark into a spectacle; that day was no different. Theo walked with his tray in his…

The armored train cut through the streets of Ceres like a silent blade of steel. Black glass windows protected the passengers, but did not conceal the magnitude of the city. Fidel, immaculate in his…

The Mother Ceres Tower rose like a monolith of black glass, reflecting the sky and the city below. In the central seat , surrounded by a 360° view of Ceres, she watched every point of her domain,…

Hokkaido, Japan — 2016

Writing is allowing yourself to have TTWs — Time, Talent, and Work... but it also requires SSF: Support, Strategy, and Funding.

Gabriel and Glenda are best friends; Glenda is the leader of the bullies—the smartest and the strongest. One day, while walking through the mall, Gabriel tells Glenda he’s been feeling very tired.…

Do you get dejavu?

A cozy place, a cozy heart.

The corridor of Ceres Central College dawned beneath artificial dew, the floor still damp and the light far too white. There was a suspended silence before the siren. Theo walked slowly, his arm…

Gris walked through the silent corridors of the full-time school, the rhythmic sound of combat boots striking against the cold floor. The air carried that smell of iron and chalk that never left the…

She did not punish sex — even when it resulted in pregnancy. Pietà, despite protecting all mothers, was frightening in its logic: hell inside paradise.

In the humid silence of the locker rooms, each one alone, the fight still ran through their veins.

Unfortunately, in this world, many people give others what they themselves are missing.

My mother was a domestic worker. She would come home from work and still clean the house and take care of her children. When I was a child, I was very curious, and she was patient with me.

Everyone values their feelings. And, often, that value grows precisely when we suffer the trauma of things we chose because of an image that seemed attractive to us, like an investment, a reference…

Sobha Sanctuary Dubai is a large master-planned residential community by Sobha Realty, designed around luxury residences, green spaces, wellness, and community living. Spread across approximately…

Once, I was walking down the street with a friend. We were talking about life when, all of a sudden, he told me he was seeing a girl.

Throughout my career, I have had the opportunity to engage in conversations with entrepreneurs of different ages and financial backgrounds. These conversations have revealed not only the individual…

I think the text touches on something that goes beyond passion: the moment when the image we create of someone meets the real person.

The smaller auditorium was silent, except for the rustling of pages and the distant creaking of wooden chairs. Three classes shared the space, arranged in impeccable rows. The teacher watched every…