As the sun dipped below the skyline, casting long shadows through my window, I felt it again; the tremor, a flicker at the edges of my perception. It had started as a whisper, an unsettling nagging in the back of my mind, but now it roared like a tempest. I sat on my bed, the familiar clutter surrounding me a half empty coffee cup, and crumpled papers. Yet, everything felt off, like a painting wit...

**GANSTER WITH A GOD COMPLEX**

**DEAD MAN WALKING**

**God still loves***

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_**The purpose of this is to know they flesh, then invite God into it and be able to love this person. This might not be based entirely on me but the person who is based on me admires, initially.

Song theme: NSG- trust

Jason Treven is honest and sincere. He trusts people too quickly, but with intimacy built over ti...

Sitting in the 6x6 cubicle the day was just like yesterday.

and the day before.

and the day before that.

But that's how life is right? I sit in the small box typing away on the sleek computer that sits on the wooden desk. A pen to the side accompanied by a small box of tissues and a fake plant. The tan walls of the cold cubicle blend together with the gray walls of the office. Sunlight stream...

Today I saw a unicorn. It was trotting down the pathway that leads to the village, it’s impossibly white mane floating in the air gracefully. It’s horn shone in the sun, blinding me slightly. It flicked its tail and stopped walking, I got chills as it looked towards me, it’s onyx eyes looked into mine, no, it’s onyx eyes looked through mine. And it smiled. I swear to god it smiled at me. It smiled...

Illusion

Delusion

Confusion

Contusion

Conclusion

Protrusion

Fusion

Snoozing

Losing

Closing

Folding...

Set backs at work she rejected me but I’m fine

I listen to my job worried I won’t pay the rent but I’m fine stay positive

My bank won’t give me a loan to start a Bussiness but I’m fine stay focused I can survive the night cold but I survive

I manifest success but success is not comming

We live in a hologram universe that’s why I’m surviving against all odds...

Algebra is the worst. I have a math final next period and I’m most likely (more like positively) doomed. I walk into the bland classroom and sit as the bell rings over the speakers.

“Settle down, class today we have a major final for 50% of your overall grade-“ she says, then suddenly the lighting gets weird. The fluorescent lights go red and wash Mrs. Smith’s face blood red. I look to my right, p...

Jackson leaned forward at his desk, frowning as his fingers intertwined into a contemplative fist. The lighting of the office illuminated his meticulously spotless mahogany desk excluding the application papers that sat before him. Jackson had scrutinized every word of Willow’s application papers beyond exhaustion. His task was as simple as signing off the approval for the new hire.

“She doesn’t h...

Her voice trailed in the middle of her sentence, voice fading, arms outstretched postured in a wide gesture. She could tell by the heat on her cheeks, that she was riled about something but for the life of her she could not think of what she wanted her next words to be.

Suddenly the light shining in from the ceiling to floor windows were too bright, her clothes were constricting and itchy, and s...

Lemony and warm, like microwaved lemonade, the taste flooded Anton’s mouth. Wobbling, he wrabbed the nearest postcard rack to right himself. Not again? Anton thought.

With careful steps Anton headed to the lighthouse’s deep window seat. He took a shuddering breath. His fingers were a bit swollen from his rheumtoid artritis. Flexing, Anton told himself that was why he was feeling poorly. Outside t...