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Vine-tree Life II
Life is a dying vine in a land of harshness.
It's an amorphous anfractuous tree, that conceals the suffering of the soul with its big dead leafs. At every minute that it dies, with its strangler crooked branches, squeezes and suffocates parts of my being, in slow-motion moves, taunting me at my every step through this damned land.
It's a vine, with its dead empty trunk still standing, with painfully detailed bark of no importance, showing my every decision in its old wrinkles. It intertwines around me, holding me with sadness while crushing my hope without a shred of honesty, always unveiled after the thin membrane of moss, illusion, coveri
Vine-tree Life II4 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives
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Vine-tree Life I
Life is cruelty. You are harshness.
It's an amorphous and faceless vine, a classless dream, and the pain that provokes, the blood that slowly flows, the suffering that You conceal with your big leafs at every minute that You die, are the strangler crooked branches, that squeezes and suffocates parts of my being, in slow-motion moves.
It's an empty body, dragged like a corpse still walking, that quickly puts above pleasure, every single painful detail of no importance. It intertwines around me, holding me with sadness while crushing my hope without a shred of honesty, always unveiled after the thin membrane of illusion is ripped by the true
Vine-tree Life I4 years ago in Philosophy & Perspectives
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