Tragedy
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“People are like stained glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is light from within.” – Elisabeth Kübler-Ross Men of deeper discernment have long believed there is no clear boundary between reality and imagination. These sages claim…
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“The Way is in a higher place than righteousness. This is very difficult to discover, but it is the highest wisdom. When seen from this standpoint, things like righteousness are rather shallow.” It would be naive to deny that many great Sensei have failed to truly impart the most intricate lessons of the Way. Likewise,…
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“Those who do not move, do not notice their chains” – Rosa Luxemburg *** The month is January, the time is 6:34 pm and the winter evening is chilly as ice. I know not what year it is, for I stopped counting a long time ago. Neither do I bother with the date of the…
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‘Good things come in threes; so do bad things and even things that are neither good nor bad’ *** As each breaking dawn sadly gave way to the birth of the bright morn, I couldn’t help but revel in one of life’s most providential beauty. As each day dwindled to nightfall, I couldn’t help but…
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The life of the dead is placed in the memory of the living – Marcus Tullius Cicero *** Outside in the heavy downpour, the village of Isiohor stood forlorn as they mourned the passing of one of their own. Their grievance was complete, and their lamentations which the heavy downpour failed to muffle, could be…
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For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one – Kahlil Gibran *** The stench of death gleefully hung frozen in time as its icy tentacles teasingly flittered with one man’s troubled soul. His troubles were born of the fact that he had found love in the strangest of…
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As the creator weaves patterns in our existence, epochs come and pass, sometimes leaving bitter memories that become legends, then washes away into myth, which are forgotten when that epoch passes away for another to set in. In one epoch already long lost but yet to come, an epoch dominated by darkness, pestilence and…
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The eye of March 1585 I am forever lost to this feral emotion that is consuming me…. It was said that on the day of her birth, the last words her mam whispered after she beheld her daughter’s beautiful round eyes and full red hair were “my poor, sweet Maroon”. That name forever stuck in…
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Thou lord, my shepherd hath forsaketh me; I am overcome with want….. The cruel and harrowing storm raged in all its raw and salvage splendor while the world around it dwindled to rubble and waste. It gloriously rampaged all in its path as though it were on a search and purge mission. It moaned hoarsely,…
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As I put my pen to paper for the sake of posterity, I began to hyper-ventilate and my hand began to quiver as the never forgotten terror befell me and the rushing faintness and horror consumed me completely. How many a weary and teary years has dragged by since that day when the horrible…
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