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What changed?

  All those mellow memories, I fiend for just another glimpse of it. Maybe it’s just, I really like what I like so I don’t let anyone take a peek of what’s inside fearing they won’t appreciate it with the same level of fondness that I do. Days were simpler, thoughts purer. Am I just scared that I might forget those times? Ideas were clearer, pellucid skies. Whatever can fill this void now? This routine didn’t feel so monotonous back then, those were the times of yore. Do you feel a heavy overbearing presence that always makes you slouch? Even tears are coy these days. “Somewhere between crying loudly for attention to sobbing silently to avoid it, we all grew up.”   #short one, just for the feels
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Depths of the vast blue.

READ IN SILENCE FOR FULL IMMERSION   There laid a lifeless, stationary, solitary cadaver with a cold glare on it’s visage at the ocean floor. The water gets cooler as you go deeper into the vast blue. You’re just realizing about the mishap that’s about to happen in the very near future. As you drift uncontrollably towards the ocean floor, you come to the grave conclusion that you’re about to die. The rush of adrenaline in the bloodstream is noticeable with the increase of heart rate rapidly which triggers a sensory overload, as you’re entering the first stage of drowning. Most people struggle and try to fight this stage knowing the rapidly depleting time limit they’re on. As you’re slowly sinking to the ocean floor it’s becoming darker and you're entering the second stage of drowning . You try really hard to hold your breath but as time passes you become hypoxic, craving for few more breaths. By this time, due to the lack of oxygen your brain triggers an involuntary attempt of bre...
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A take on existential crisis.

  All I know is I am a human or maybe not. How could I explain this entire fabric of reality which is like really slow poison. The sonder and crisis, the love and loss? The guilt or the agony in people nowadays. Over and unnecessary glorification of cultural victimization. We are so connected in this age of WEB3 & WEB4 yet so painfully alone and far. Maybe people do enjoy their solitude or maybe they're trapped and helpless in their ever repeating routine. We parade ourselves in this veneer of self congratulations and reward based dopamine confinement. The Ethos: Dormant and Mantle. We tear each other apart in our tribes and phantom cultural prejudice and now so comfortable with our devices. Where are we, the humanity headed? Are we on a voyage of our own self destruction? Will we be responsible to give rise to a new homo evolutis which deliberately controls its own and that of many other species or a new and more advanced class of superior humanoid androids that will consume a...
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