I long to be nobody.
To do nothing.

To own no shoes,
Take no breaths,
Taste no water,
See no food.

I long to stand by the river,
with no roots.

To sweep no stream,
Block no wind,
Light no fires,
Channel no thoughts.

I long to be captive to freedom.
To travel TheWayofNoThought
To go where none have gone,
A destination that cannot exist.

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What does future me want?

  • Daily Success: Success is a way of life, not a trophy.
  • Personal growth: To ride the waves of change, grow as a person.
  • Grace, Joy, and Charm: Life is long, winding, and beautiful.

What Pains future me?

  • Nothing: Finding peace, relinquishing all pain.

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a.k.a Where The Fuck Is My Bugatti.

Another day,
no pockets,
rumbling the tummy.
It isn’t funny.

So want yet to smile.
I will, I will take.
Not just for a while.
A full smile,
Till no part of it is fake.

For my years of hunger,
My ridiculous wealth,
Will compensate.

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Nothing.

What am I already exceptional at?

Personal honesty.
Extemporisation.
Bravery.
Sex.
Writing.
Honest competition.

More to come?

What do I need to work on?

Humility.
Patience.
Discipline.
Chastity.
Discipline, again.
Humour.
Acceptance.
Humility, also again.
Love.

inshallahs.

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I watched as the wretched thing clawed and screamed against the walls,
whimpering for relief. The world was disintegrating. Nothing could sooth the beast. 20 more hours than could be sustained spent gazing into myself. How still could one really be? This was not an exercise I was interested in sustaining, yet I must.
Somehow, I must. I must starve it. I must starve me.

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The first of many parts.

Never.
Things that could not ever be.
Or cannot be again.
Value neutral.

  1. Not existing. We are already here. Born. Part of the material world.

2. Being normal. We are, of course, like every human that has walked this earth. Organic lifeform with wants and needs aplenty. Yet, through nature and circumstance, we live in the fringes. Accept it.

3.Cigarettes. Drugs can be a wormhole. They are for you. For us. For me. Downers are a bad idea, Whim. Forget them. Please. You must.

4. Self delusion. See 2. above. Truth is a fringe notion.

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