February 2012
9 posts
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Strangers
Let me linger In the womb of darkness That cradles us, two furtive strays, And sets us hovering
As we draw ever closer To that spilling core, Where we are polarised; ever spent From our dizzying crawl Toward an infallible end And an unreachable grail—
These final embers flare in your eyes And I stare, I stare, Into that blackened cherry seed Till blindness consumes in craven rush
And we...
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Anonymous asked: It wasn’t a question of innocence, or the loss of innocence. We tend to lose whatever innocence we may have laid claim to the moment we are drawn into that tangle of action and interaction, of gesture and consequence, where the least motion on our part, even the drawing of a breath may so change things that another, close by or far off, will be nudged just far enough out of the clear line of...
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Return
I never thought I’d find myself drinking at 2am and crying to Adele’s Someone Like You, but since every other aspect of my life has turned into a cliche, this isn’t really undue. I never thought I’d do a lot of things, but here we are.
This year started off so well. I suppose it’s only expected that things start coming apart just as I’m returning to...
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Mockingbird
Velvet arrows So whole and primal Find their way to the pulsing atrium Of caverns filled with sound
Filled flush with the baritone That holds me quivering— A gargoyle fixed in grotesque state By lyrical lies And a hopeless heart
That heeds not The call of wind-up birds And finds sadistic pastime In your company:
Fletch into me a backbone Such that these knees don’t bend At your...
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Theseus
He dreamt of black dahlias, drowning In withheld compassion, As the moisture in the late summer air Brought him to a place once held as home, But no longer.
Though his voice had long grown deep And his heart a hermit’s shell, There was a hesitation in his gaze To alight upon her cupid’s brow—
For this was not their careless ninety-three And this, no afternoon amnesia; The...
January 2012
8 posts
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“A child becomes an adult when he realizes that he has a right to not only be...”
– Thomas S. Szasz
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Wolves
This brown-haired boy talks in reverse And prefers the company of wolves, But when we speak it is as if His words divert the blood between my lungs Till voiceless phrases come to die And empathy, to drown.
He twists all sense and makes a farce Of all that stands upon two feet: Hearts, he spits, those labile things, As inconstant as the cruel dark sea, That paint mocking tapestries of you, But...
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Anonymous asked: László Polgár a Hungarian chess teacher and father of the famous "Polgár sisters": Zsuzsa, Zsófia, and Judit believed that "geniuses are made, not born". Do you support this philosophy?
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Anonymous asked: Hey there! I was wondering whether you have any handy tips towards the UMAT exam. How did you prepare for it and what do you think about attending workshops held by medentry and other various UMAT preperation companies? How do you recommend studying for section 1 and section 2 in particular? Also how do you improve on finishing the drills in the certain time slot allocated? LOL sorry for the...
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After
I’d taken fright that night in June, When the night air pressed against the windowpanes And bore witness to our play: You had me cry, take feud with air Till lungs and heart and mortar bones Locked in blatant exposition.
Is this how females have become? I’d held the frontline, the flank, the rear But at your horn they must have run, For soon your arms were cradling mine And though...
December 2011
15 posts
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Anonymous asked: If what you really wanted to pursue after school wasn't something that fit into your parents expectations what would you do? Would you sacrifice your parents dream for you, to be true to your heart or would you preserve to satisfy all the sacrifices your parents have made for you. What would you choose - family or career?
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Axiom
It’s a quiet Christmas this time around. I’ve been away for less than a year and yet there is a tacit acknowledgement that I’ll never truly be back: this is not a time for presents or planning or occasion. It’s about the company we keep close to our hearts, the family we love and the friends who make us smile. The people who allow us to be whole. We will find the time to be...
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“Man is the only creature who refuses to be what he is.”
– Albert Camus
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Dawn
It’s five in the morning and I’m on a train, headed home. As the crow flies. But it sends missives into the early light and the air carries thoughts thick and relentless. What is this all for? I dance till my feet are numb, my palms slick with sweat and my brain begins to atrophy. My heart is heavy. This, the restless summer, the indestructible fallacy of youth, the blurred morals:...
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Anonymous asked: what inspired and motivated you to study during your HSC?
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“No matter what they wish for, no matter how far they go, people can never be...”
– Haruki Murakami: Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman (24 Stories)
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“This loops around to the theme expressed in the season premiere and in many of...”
– Community: Regional Holiday Music
November 2011
26 posts
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Adage
I spent so much of this year pursuing happiness that I’d forgotten what it was to begin with. It’s true what they say: once you stop trying to find something, it manages to pop up in the most unexpected, yet mundane, places.
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“When you’re a teenager and in your early twenties it seems desperately eternal...”
– Morrissey
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“If only we could see the endless string of consequences that result from our...”
– John Green, Looking for Alaska
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“The answer is good things only happen to you if you’re good. Good? Honest...”
– Truman Capote: Breakfast at Tiffany’s
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Anonymous asked: how does disassociating with you stop you from being annoying? there are no particular memories as such, just your general arrogance. yet there is nothing to back up your delusions of grandeur. why are you under the impression there is a relationship involved? i don't go out of my way to be annoyed.
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“You have to accept that sometimes that’s how things happen in this world....”
– Kazuo Ishiguro: Never Let Me Go
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Anonymous asked: yeh tru dat. anonymty DUZ exemplifai spuriusnezz. n critisahzing da perznality of da kritic also takez attencion awy frum der comment abt yooh. ic wat u did thar. ;] it wuldn b wirth mah taym 2 tel u in persun. disassociatin wit u iz impossebel. plz sujest 2 me hau 2 disloj tingz frm memri. idk if dats plain and simpal. i hop so.
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“Why didn’t I learn to treat everything like it was the last time? My greatest...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer