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Reflections

  Where did it all goThe man I wasNot long beforeSomething that was meDied insideI’m not who I was anymoreYetDoes our ego die from timeTo timeGiving day to a better wayHas the last journeyRecentlyGiven back the true meDid I need to seeA deathTo take a new and different breath
— Geremia, Nov 25, 2008

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Nihilia

17 years 6 months ago

As the name implies, I

As the name implies, I really got the feeling of reading a conversation you're having with yourself. And I can relate to this of having to face a kind of death in order to move on. A breakpoint, or rock bottom, depending on the situation I guess. I liked it. //Nihilia
Geremia

Geremia

17 years 6 months ago

Reflections

J.B. Longo-Geremia Thank you. Yes, my friend, events in our life, joyful and painful, mould us and make us s tronger and more compassionate.... joe
Nordic cloud

Nordic cloud

17 years 2 months ago

And did you?

I think you have always been the you you are, deep inside, but mat´ybe when faced with something big and terrible we take stock and see ourselves for what we are. Anna d N