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“The painter pondered the mournful puzzle of life demanding to be born and, once born, demanding to be fruitful … to multiply and to live as long as possible—to do all that on a very small planet that would have to last forever.”

– Kurt Vonnegut, 2 B R 0 2 B


Books & Short Stories That I Recommend:

  • Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury
  • Inside the Blood Factory by Diane Wakoski
  • Song of Solomon by Toni Morrison
  • Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keyes
  • 2 B R 0 2 B by Kurt Vonnegut

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“It’s a sunny little doomed planet, inhabited by a number of frisky little doomed animals.”

– Professor Farnsworth, Futurama


More:

  • You Are What You Eat
    Consumed with consumption;Eyes feasting on prepared nonsense,Lungs on a smorgasbord of poison,Stomach overflowing with anything but nutrient.Consistently,Persistently,Insufficiently feedingManifold void cravings.Consumed with consumption.Consumption seduction,A slimey kind of gumption,Inclined to perfidious corruption.Turning humility inscrutable,Ignorance irrefutable.Condensed and unexposed,No recompense,As empty heads dispenseContention of predisposedNonsense. – E.B.
  • Written a year ago
    Torture me, For I am drawn to desperation, To need. I crave desire, Yet it sinks within. I am my own master, Yet I lack control. Fear me, For I am only human. Only a breed of something else Likely to catch the door while it’s open, And run away.
  • Woman’s Right.
    What’s yours is mine,But only on one side;The side of Conquer,Of Divide,That forces all outside to scatter and hide.Only, we outside are unwilling to break.We will not resign.What’s mine,Is mine.The fruit of body, The give,The take;It is not always love,Not always a gift, a miracle, a blessing,Or even a choice.What’s mine is mine, And whereContinue reading “Woman’s Right.”
  • Where does anyone belong anyway?
    Living the suburban dream!Nothing but bills,And heads filled with steam.I wonder how I got here,I wonder who I am.Can’t get to rest,Can’t put to rest The thoughtThat I don’t Belong.Living not quite at ease,Time to waste, Almost enjoy a breeze.Anxious now to ponder,What will this time bring?In over my head,How long have I been inContinue reading “Where does anyone belong anyway?”
  • Untitled
    In the darkness, The raven creeps, She breathes down my neck And lurks in my dreams. She steals my mind And to it she speaks, “In this life of the meek There is no sleep, There is no comfort When it is fear you seek” And in this darkness, My mind weeps, She tosses andContinue reading “Untitled”

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