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Time

Time

A Poem by Savannah Bly


Time is everything
A Journey Through Yourself

A Journey Through Yourself

A Story by Adventure Though Thought


The travel of meditation and what I imagine the subconscious would look like to me if it was described in relation to reality.
50 Date Ideas

50 Date Ideas

A Book by Ralph Stanczuk


This is a new book/guide idea that I had and I hope you enjoy it. I would love to hear some feedback about it!
Eyes Of Life And Death

Eyes Of Life And Death

A Poem by Savannah Bly


Does a poet see through eyes of life and death?
Soothe

Soothe

A Poem by Destiny S.


I love to sit in a busand watch as the panoramaof houses, fields and fellow carssteadily flows by.Hear the loud chattermeaningless enough to ignoreand..
the Dream of Ideas (temporary title)

the Dream of Ideas (temporary title)

A Story by fatimasque


"i knew Ideas could speak, it was news to find out they could also dream"
bluejay's myth

bluejay's myth

A Story by Amorette Duvannes


When I first saw you, I perceived you as something inhumane. Your manner and humour and way of confronting people seemed odd, out-of-place, and in my ..
Finally

Finally

A Poem by Kendallbass


I had a realization I though I'd share.
Memories?

Memories?

A Poem by Michael Kikle


In youth, we speak of what we will do Once we have grown. We speak Of the genesis of a relationship with a Perfect other. We speak of the perfect ..
The Trap

The Trap

A Poem by Sachi Ruaya


This is about OUR navel. Yes, the belly-button. A small dip implanted on our surface. In our daily lives, it seems so insignificant. We shower, wash i..
The Station

The Station

A Story by James McLendon


Where do ideas come from? Just a little blurb from when I couldn't think of anything to write about.
A friend, not a counsellor

A friend, not a counsellor

A Chapter by JelliottR


Docken expresses his need for something 'more' than his friends, as he's bored with the same old routine. He then vists the guidance counsellor and le..
Stupid Little Me

Stupid Little Me

A Poem by pixie_dust


How could I beSo naive to not seeNot see what's in front of meHow you will never beAll answers in front of meAnd I'll keep hopingFor something that'll..
Bury me at Sea

Bury me at Sea

A Poem by BlankCypher


Set afloat in the waters of Darkness. My lungs filling with liquid, Viscous and suffocating.Am I dead yet?If not then I wish to stay, stay in the wate..
How the World Works

How the World Works

A Poem by BlankCypher


It spins deftly.Turning in speeds in excess of understanding.Sentience unknown by the parasitic beings infesting its surface.Symbiosis interrupted by ..