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Charcoal Kingdom Tales Does your mind talk? loudly talks about the universe and the sane creations that it possesses ? then know that ours does too...

11/09/2023

Your blood is your biggest foe. Running so rampant in your veins, thrumming like an entranced life force. The Red knew what your heart desired before your mind caught up. The Red felt every emotion vibrate in each cell before your soul did. Such a mighty concoction traveling between planets and people, designed with the aim to explore. It may not survive all that it encounters, but remains programmed to yearn for glances, stances, caresses, and the masses. That's the price of breathing and brooding and contemplating. Your father paid it, so did his father and now the baton lies in your palm. The finest men make blood an ally and not an identity. As long as there is Red, connections exist. And when there is a connection, contempt can not thrive alone. Your blood can and will withstand the entire sentimental spectrum: don't chain to just few.

09/09/2022

Tethered the tip of my pen to the never ending spool of gloom in my soul.
I click, I scrape, and I spread all that infests my very core. Surely, it will run out someday. And we shall install a new one with the most vivid colours and cozy threads. Until then, we wait, we wail and we write.

02/09/2022

The flood in your heart, the ripeness in your soul, the gleam in your eyes, let them all take over. Let this prophesized restlessness topple and unveil all that you're destined to be. The sweat in your palms will grease the wheels of time, pick up the sword and pick up your gaze. Wear the crown that only your head will bear. Look up child. You're the birth of chaos. You are the future and the power.

02/09/2022

The August winds have been unforgiving. Merciless and treacherous. I hope September brings us the calmness of Autumn and the ability to grieve all the harshness the summer has sprayed on us. The sun stays witness to the chaos inside my head and the moon has been a nocturnal fellow to my demise. The entire universe is an audience and I'm giving the show of a lifetime. A melancholic, desolate little play with depravity and loneliness scattered across the stage. But what comfort is a shared suffering! All the souls with their own microgalaxy of doom and daffodils. I see now that I'm not alone.

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