here’s a story so convoluted that took place in a place so populated with rats in a rat race densely concentrated here’s a story of the oppressed— the narcissists see, i’d wanted to comprehend narcissists but without experience, all i had was a hypothesis so i delved undercover(s) to experiment with it by pretending to … Continue reading I’d Learned to Blend-in with Narcissists (poem)
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A letter to you, darling, Since your mysterious disappearance, a lot has happened and changed. Not just externally, those are almost expected, but intrinsic transformation beyond even my wildest of imaginations. It has been a year of adventure, of exploration, of growth. A few days ago, these words came to me and many unanswered questions … Continue reading After Your Ego Breaks
A king's crumb The pauper's pearl ~MG~ Kings, they sit amongst each other, feasting on rum and wine. They eat and drink, mock laymen and slash servants for fun. The kings awake the next morning with bitter hangovers, only to rule the People whose integrity was entirely disregarded merely hours prior. Councillors, they converse with … Continue reading From Kings to Paupers
There's always that stage in life when and where life, itself, is a stage. Darling, do we live life on a stage? Do we parade around the masquerades? Do we perform as if we are there to show The world of us, our "selves", and all that we know? Or do we live as if … Continue reading Life — A Stage
The Curious Adventures of Gordan's Thoughts 