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AlexB

2 years

My short story Sui Generis is available on Amazon .

There was nothing to compare Sui Generis with. The creature had colors, shapes, and patterns that we only see in those rare dreams that vanish as soon as we open our eyes, leaving a sweet sense of...

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

11 months

Check out my short story 'Sui Generis'

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

The sound of change. It creeps on me now and then. Sometimes in the guise of howling wind and rustle of leaves, other times through the uttering of the crowd. #writing #fiction

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2 years

Truth, usually, is mocked, and feared, and beaten with the club. We don’t want it. Truth is not welcome on planet Earth. Fun is. Excitement is. Intrigue is. But not the truth. It’s inconvinient and humbling, which is a no-no in the times of worshipping ego.

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2 years

A shiver ran through my body. If this place could be desecrated, that means that the brightest ray of light could be dimmed. The affection to the temple grew, and along with it grew the uneasiness. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Monuments of ancient myths Are standing tall within the maze Endless halls and tombs Are claiming timeless answers Hollow walls and tunnels A yarn of paths to nowhere No-one is my companion None will claim rewards Unfolded in the mind of a clown Repeatedly abused and used

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

The intricacy and promise lay behind every tree, under the moss carpet, running with the low, cold brooks. The mighty forest is generous. It radiates greatness but it also opens up the mind, allowing one to become great as well. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

The voice singing of change is as thirst-quenching as the desert water. One drop is enough to revive the ancient mechanisms of the human body and mind. It speaks the archaic language of eternity, ever growing and intensifying, ever wise. #writing #fiction #literature

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

The end is frightening. The mute finiteness. The gaping, empty eye socket of a giant looks at you without concern, without judgment. Like it looked at everyone ever before and like it shall look at everyone ever after. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Massive, spanless vastness. Tell me, is there anything beyond you? An older sibling, master? Anyone to answer to? Are you all alone and lonely? Or are you humbled just like me, By something bigger. Something that ignites the curiosity. #poetry #writing

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Feels like I've been scratched out of the list of normality. I’m bones of a dead bird, about to be eaten by a gang of horny cats. I’m a sickness. I’m a rot. Boy, how do I get out of this? #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Clouds of dust ascended from the ground and whirled all around. It looked like a legion of war horses galloped through the air, circling around the mirror. The wicked sabbath went on and on. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

A huge mountain peak raised behind the temple, emphasizing their kinship. Both immovable and neutral, they stood forever in the land where forever means a fraction. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

With a big relief I crawled the last couple of stairs and elevated myself on the platform. The Ark was meant to isolate and protect. As my knees have fallen on the surface of the platform and my palms started to dent it, I finally began to feel the weight of exhaustion. #writing

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

H. R. Giger was one of the most profound, unique artists of the 20th century. His visceral, intellectual works are gifts that keep on giving even now, after all these years.

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

The overstimulated baboons claimed the streets of these cities. Fret and madness are in their bones. Fret and madness. Fret and madness. Hudson repeated these words several times until another warm wave ran through his body. Another epiphany dawned on him.

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Breathe. Archaic warmth and understanding sprawl through the body and fill it until there is no room for doubt and anxiety, self-pity, self-petting, self-righteousness, or self-absorbedness. Finally, I feel at home. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

I grieve and I agree, We never were supposed to be. Like this we are no good, To past, to present moment and to the future. Time doesn’t tolerate inversion, Implosion, faithless ingrowth. Faces looking down instead of peering forward, Into the distance, brave and challenging,

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Those things not capable to hurt Will rise from corners very dark And bite until time stops #writing #poetry

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

He was afraid to think about something else. That could lead to the loss of the current state of tranquility that he cherished so much. The more he stayed in the state of bliss, the more of its energy he could carry through the upcoming days, savoring it. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Hudson felt a warm wave go through his body. That happened every time he agreed with himself about something very important. Something fundamental that was necessary to deal with. Until then, he could not move forward. The innuendo would tear Hudson’s mind.

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Avoiding light by hiding in the shadows, I've ran too far off mother river. I heard them distant calls. Oh, why should I back-step, there is no reason. I couldn't understand. Fool in me has won that battle, But war was still yet going on. The mirages of past began then to occur

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Everyone was eager to see it. People flocked from the farthest lands. Countless streams stretched as far as the eye can see. For some it was a holy pilgrimage, others were driven by cynicism and hoped to witness the greatest denunciation.

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

The sun began to appear leisurely. Ray after ray it penetrated the clouds, spilling out warmth, joy and above all hope. #fiction #writing

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

This was an endless walk. Kind of walk that changes you, or rather makes you what you were supposed to be. Takes everything, deconstructs, and lays out upon your eyes raw and down your throat. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

The incentive to keep and protect graceful integrity is the deepest, most solid basis that stands as a core. It can be weakened or spooked away in an infinite amount of ways that occur daily, and it does. Hence it is rare. Hence its value grows even higher.

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

The giant mirror floated above the ground. Its reflection was unbearable. Infinite shapes and colors appeared and disappeared with great speed. No consciousness could wrestle with it and it was not required.

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

2 years

The cracked wall reminded me of a city I live in. Looking like a mosaic, it certainly over lived the term that was granted to it, yet it still stood. Despite all the cracks, crumbling edges and dents, it firmly stood. So did my city with its people. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Mud the waters until it was impossible to figure out where’s left and where’s right. #WritingCommunity #writing #fiction

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

2 years

We are bound to play a one-way game, and its central feature is anxiety. The catalyst of our existance. Perhaps, humans are bound to be anxious. For anxiety makes us mobile. It moves us forward in life, forward in space and time. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

The grandiosity of the temple was incarnated in its wholeness as much as in a finesse and sophisticated simplicity of its smallest parts. Refined, wide stairs were inviting. One could feel the intimacy with the first stair.

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

Evidence of ignorance. Lack of class and foreward thinking. Movers and shapers remain in the dark and by doing so they are claiming time. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

The climax or rather anticlimax, depending on a perspective. Also depending on the ability to reason. #writing #fiction

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Sometimes, motion is more valuable than a thought. A thought could be a thief, taking away the whole sequences of events from you it shamelessly shakes and tosses personality until you burn out and become indifferent. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

And welcoming, and surely humble The grievance envelopes my insides It insinuates, suggests That hell is real, as real as it can get. #writing #poetry

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

1 year

Lumps of structures old and new were stacked without a design or thought. The futurism met incompetence and they’ve merged like two old good snake friends. #writing #fiction #scifi

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

The very fabric of reality has cracked. We live in a world where infants are schooled to pretend, to consume, to be loud, and to be first. The speed of this crazy, ruthless race is accelerating at such rates that there is no time to think, hence the inability to control it.

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

The ocean sucked me into its depths as if I had no weight. I flew and I flew. There was no end, only darkness. That’s what infinity looks like, I thought—uncompromising void. #writing #fiction #scifi

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

My mood depends on the sounds that surround me. My emotion is emerging with a melody. I was adopted by the music. Like an affectionate mother it lulls, teaches, instructs and inspires me. I am indebted to her, yet she never asks anything in return. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

I walked through the misty, sunny woods, fields, bridges and shallow waters full of ancient pieces of sculptures. Shattered heads of gods and deities... Both, sacred goodness and sacred evil were present here. #fiction #writing

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

3 years

If foundation series shall turn out half as good as the novel then it might become the new best sci fi series.🪐 #foundation #series #AppleTV

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

2 years

The images that light has brought Were just too delicate, too personal. A calling from a friend... To a friend. #writing #poetry

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Imagine #huntersthompson and #charlesbukowski having a podcast together.

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

I thought about turning on the ubiquitous news but decided not to risk and let any more burdensome filth in my head so early in the day, considering that it was already filled with a solid amount of lead, garbage, and trouble. I prefer to keep my environment clean and

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

It was one of these unrefined, rough, big tables that had a presence like a living entity. I’ve decided not to sort out the documents, I just wanted it all to be scattered and present. A gust of comfort and control ran through my body. A sense of completeness. #writing

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Thank you, Jack. Your pain saved my life. At least, I hope it did. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

Now I see how little people know of love, and how much they are ready to sacrifice for that little, in a clumsy, self-sabotaging, wasteful way. We are creating simulations of love which are easy accessible and misleading. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

They say nature loves courage. Well, in that case, nature must look at us with contempt, since we chose the path of glorifying excess, comfort, and impatience. That path leads us to division, resentment, and greed in our little, softened hearts.

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

This moloch is in a need of constant feeding. The bottomless gut of the monster doesn’t know satiety. We bow before it. Reckless and ignorant. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Diabolical juices of the underworld dripped like poison from the fangs of a snake. All reason left the room. It was sucked out of space by an apparatus that I suspect belonged to the same skunks that let snakes crawl around in the first place. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Tired streets emptied and plunged in to a shallow, thin as a silk slumber. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Swirling, burning cloud of thoughts. The imminent realm that we all embrace in, contributing to the size and the complexity of a sizzling-hot Mogul. The archaic entity that owns our precious attention. The endless layers of thoughts. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Be authentic, you bloody leeches. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Like always people had different motives and reasons. Either way, all solicitudes faded into the background and the crusade became the sole reason to breathe for myriads of human beings. An event steeped in significance stirred up everyone’s mind. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

I see fire rolling over the soil, leaving a steaming crust. A carpet of death that devours absolutely and irreversibly, without negotiation. The electric absoluteness. Total clarity and determination.

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

The tall server buildings rose to the sky. The smooth road stretched for many miles through the city and all I could see were the goddamn server buildings. All the same. Efficient. Dead. #writing #fiction

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Some women walked separately from the others, with haughty faces full of self-confidence and pride. They held their daughters by the hand. Unsullied little creatures were carried to become a present for a deity. #writing #fiction #shortstory

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Naturally, people expect either an ultimate bliss or an ultimate evil from the unknown. I think both are misleading.

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

2 years

The very fabric of the unknown is meant to be ungraspable, so stuffing your head with predictions and assumptions tends to muddle and exhaust instead of preparing. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

The mirror communicated with consciousness’s eldest sibling - unconsciousness. The deep sleeping, ever-present entity. #writing #fiction #scifi

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

3 years

A walk in the #woods is an extremely potent #meditation . It invokes mind clarity and plasticity.

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

And I am afraid that without the control we can not expect not to have a tragic accident. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

I got tired from peering at the digital snake, so I refocused my sight on the interior of a car. I’m so tired, but I can’t stop. My eyes closed just for a while. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

The river flows further splitting into the myriads of tributaries. Like a peacock tail or fractals, it talks about endlessness. Many are afraid to take the challenge and leave the shores of conformity and predictability. Hopefully, they keep some doors open. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Acceptance of all and denial of none. A cosmic equability. Emancipative indifference. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Hundreds of glorious steps lied ahead. The last third of them were settled between the giant columns. The embodiment of balance, they inspired awe and thrill. There was no pompous pride or defiance in all this. Instead, I sensed the timeless grace and wisdom.

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

Letting guard down meant death or even worse fate - submission. Being a squeeze machine in some greasy hands. A marionette. A smaller within a bigger. A hell. The hell. The bloody pit. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Not the same but rather rearranged. Peculiar and sweet, both past and future light have merged. At first I thought I'm being fooled. The darkness plays with human mind Without remorse, like predator, First luring in then snapping neck. But then I saw there's more.

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Waking up is less fun than going to sleep. Why is that? One of these evolutionary shortcomings. Like the fact that the shit is all nasty and smells like death.

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Meaningless and thoughtless monkeys keep shrinking and wilting. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

I paid the landlord a three months fee and he swiftly escorted himself out into the wilderness, not without a relieved smile on his face, meanwhile, I began unloading the precious data on the wooden table, that I liked so much already.

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

In search for more potent, clear, and immediate ways of communicating, he soonly enough realized how scarce were tools in the possession of human beings. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

Scraps and leftovers were scattered all through the streets, alleys, dark patches, and dead ends. It was cynicism at its best. The highest point of the lowest narrative.

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

1 year

While the celebration raged, those who moved and shaped were on the outside. Observing. Like always. Thinking in the shadows. Looking at the bigger picture. Sizing it all up. Movers and shapers resent celebrations. They see them as a bore.

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Dimensions, realms, states of mind, biochemical, spiritual - here and there. #writing #fiction

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

3 years

Just watched 'Cobra verde' for the first time and realized that the more I watch #wernerherzog films, the more I am convinced that he's a rare, undeniable master of the #storytelling .

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Do not rush. Do not pollute yourself and others with excess. Excess is a form of abuse. Excess intoxicates, stupefies, and steals. It takes away clarity and ability to experience universal boons and blessings and to fill the void it plants all kinds of instant gratifications,

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

1 year

The ice pillars of the frozen plane were everywhere, reminding Han of ancient cities, of complexity. Now frightening and limitless, individual power owned reality. The gusts of concentrated authority were dominating space. We’ve entered a long phase of scattering. #writing

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Researches in the field of bio-simulation were so rapid that very soon practical experiments began to occur. The frontier was pushed as far as human experimentation.

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

The chest instantly became heavy, as if filled with lead. I and Luke looked at each other, fear radiated from our eyes. We both knew that whatever was crawling underneath us, was deadly and about to get out. #writing #fiction #scifi

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@MrAlexKidd

3 years

#gilscottheron was so damn good. Four decades of raw creativity, hard work, innovation and audacity.

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Illian wasn’t a man of many words. His verbal anhedonia could not be explained by anything else but his disappointment with language in general and dedication to the other ways.

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

One of the most peculiar dreams came to me a few nights ago and I still can’t make much out of it. I was lying in the midst of an ocean. Water wasn’t still but neither was it hectic. The sun was setting, turning everything golden. I lied on my back looking up in the sky. But

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

4 years

@CarvingThought Meditations and Letters from a Stoic by Seneca, both are brilliant guides to a healthier, more meaningful life.

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

The spirit sports with time, - "Can crowd eternity into an hour, Or stretch an hour to eternity." R.W. Emerson

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

I don’t mean to mystify, walker, but eventually, you will get it. I won’t tell you what I know, for I know nothing, but I will tell you what I feel. One thing I’ve learned here is that real knowledge is a privilege and to acquire it one must be patient, humble, and attentive.

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Every time we choose a shortcut instead of taking responsibility to confront reality with shrugged shoulders and open eyes, the fear seeps deeper in. It occupies the deepest, thinnest tubes of our consciousness. #writing #fiction

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

“Losing on a sunny day is easier. At least you get some warmth,” Engineer grunted. He might appear as an older, grumpy “I know everything, hence I’m not surprised” guy, but I actually liked him. #writing #fiction #scifi

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

A gigantic Mobius strip-shaped megalith, hyperboloids, a perfect torus-shaped megalith, all kinds of pyramidal, spherical, and cubical shaped megaliths - a parade of leviathans of all shapes and sizes.

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@MrAlexKidd

2 years

I’ve listened to my intuition. An ally to whose aid I come in the rarest cases. When logics and knowledge fails and the mind is torn between yes and no without evident overweight, that’s when I tune in to the invisible and let it decide. #fiction #writing

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

Stefano Ondei: confira o single de estreia "Metal Mozart"

Stefano Ondei: confira o single de estreia "Metal Mozart" - Roadie Metal

O músico e compositor italiano Stefano Ondei lançou no último dia 21 de novembro, o seu mais novo single, intitulado “Metal Mozart”. A canção é uma versão da composição “Rondo’ alla Turca” (Marcha...

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@MrAlexKidd

1 year

It helped to dismiss all the noise that was clogging and exhausting the mind. It helped to alleviate the heaviness brought by the constant pressure of reality and existence. It taught how to be part of the surrounding, instead of being against it. #writing #fiction #scifi

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

10 years

"Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free."J.Morrison

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@MrAlexKidd

3 months

What kind of being is that? I asked myself. I felt so small and clueless. All sensationalism about being a human evaporated leaving a feeling of nothingness, smallness, and ignorance. How old was this entity? Were there more? #writing #prose #fiction #scifi #literature

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

2 years

Perhaps on a grander scale, the whole exchange is a mere link in a chain, maybe a nexus. Yet for us, here and now, it is the central issue that drives, divides, and changes. #writing #Essay

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@MrAlexKidd

3 months

You don’t know the answers. As a matter of fact, you even don’t know what the questions are. The language of truth must be learned. It’s not necessarily innocuous, with soft corners. Its function is not to serve or comfort anyone. The real truth is complex, heavy, and daunting.

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

2 years

The many manifestations of hope are what I see through the stained glass of joy. Its generosity is truly numinous. I don’t care how tough and forceful one might get, all are small under the mothership of joy. #writing #fiction

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AlexB

@MrAlexKidd

2 years

As I walked through the promenade I felt sadness radiating from people. There was no happy folk left. I heard no happy sounds, no happy gestures - instead grave silence and occasional grumbling. #fiction #writing

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@MrAlexKidd

3 months

A complex yarn of patterns and grand motives spreads through eons. These motives hardly could be grasped by a simple, mortal mind. Although, I wouldn’t rule out this possibility. #writing #fiction #prose #scifi #philosophy #literature

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