buddhism, comedy, forgiveness, Lifestyle

Confession

One time I farted shorty after hearing another person fart loudly. But no one knew I had farted. They only knew about the person who’s fart sounded like a garbage disposal.

Somehow the two farts merged together and became a lethal toxin causing people to vacate the area in mass hysteria.

As this person swore up and down that a smell like that could’ve have come from their body, I watched from the other side of the room feeling both liberated —because no one knew I had contributed-and guilty -because everyone thought it came from her-.

She’s a manager at Walmart now and sometimes when I’m up late at night I think to myself “How might her life been different if our farts hadn’t mutated into a nuclear gas?”.

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Lifestyle

Nameless

I don’t think anyone has ever met me before.

A name can define someone who has always been and never was.

Physical features are manipulated by genetics.

Personalities isn’t consistent.

In essence I am nothing.

To know me is to know silence.

A virtue seldom acquired in the wilderness of North America.

I’ve never met anyone either.

Only illusions of energy in motions.

Reality is abstract.

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Unprovoked love affair

I’ve done nothing to influence your fall

But I’ll do everything to express myself

Because the love I possess is overwhelming

I try to mask it but it seeps through my pores

and engulfs everyone around me

protecting them from themselves

However I no longer want to be a hiding place for bruised soulS

Or spend my life putting together broken hearts.

There has to be more to life than being able to say you’ve figured someone out.

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