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Hello SG community!

I must proudly extend to you my first non-poetry blog installment!

Most of you likely don't give a tune about it -
but I have made my way from Ontario to the beautiful Canadian island city known as VICTORIA, BRITISH COLUMBIA!!!

It has been a long time coming for me ( approx. 4 years), but I actually took the leap of faith and...
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The asphalt shines gloriously in the wake of torrential rain..
the refracting colours and beams from
street-lamps and flicker of lighters..

The local hooligans indulge in the bitter-sweet smoke
from their various types of cigarettes.

An ugly sort of beauty
that is seldom appreciated.

My eyes glow with the enthusiasm of a caged animal;
released to the outside for my 15 minutes of basking in...
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Too much of the bad shit, and my mind is in a state of limbo.

Cigarettes and a dusty saucer - a cup of a coffee and a blank page;
An informal suicide note.

Eloquent as never but just as incredulous.
I have begun moving along the line.

This - my friend - is a perfect spiral,
and I am not quite sure which direction it leads.

Call...
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peppers_:
Well, frankly the first time I read it I thought it was a kind of poetry or something .. but now that I pay more attention, I feel you were trying to communicate the way you felt when you wrote it. I like it, is a bit different from the conventional, but it's a good thing. Greetings!
van_skahl:
@peppers_ You're quite perceptive! I appreciate the fact that you gave it more than a once-over! I was in the middle of a long night of introspection, and tried to put myself into the perspective of myself at the point of impending doom. I shared this with my partner, who said it was "unnerving", but wouldn't elaborate on that. I feel pretty good about this one, it seems to convey my feelings to an adequate degree. I had my doubts about it since the previous feedback I had received from the few others who cared to share gave only vague responses of "I liked it. Icarus is cool."  .... Is there anything you don't particularly like about my writings? I would love to hear some critical feedback about what I may be able to improve upon (aside from punctuation errors and spelling issues, haha!) . You seem to have an eye and mind for this sort of stuff? :) 
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It's 3:00 am and the cocaine's callin..
Somewhere in the distance an infant is bawling

It's a fuzz in here, where the near is what's bare,

and I just can't place it - it's a killing stare.

So give me a way, a wall, a day.

It's the next sun I'm searching for, but the crash awaits...
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Something extraordinary happened..
But I can't seem to recall.

I woke up to a jolt, afraid to fall.
All for nothing.
Songs that doves sing.

And if I sing in tune, and I dream of you -
Will your voice recall the same affection it held
When we were laying in the light of the moon?

I'd sew my fingers to yours if you...
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phaedrus_:
I love this! 
van_skahl:
Aha! Thanks @phaedrus_ :) Is there anything in particular, or anything you don't much like about it?? 
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Today I decided I'd best cut my fingers off.
Nothing but burdens, they are.

So I held the cleaver above my digits and said goodbye..

I raised the blade above my eyes and beckoned the bloody mess yet to come, and considered the oddity of seeing my own fingers apart from my body, with no feeling.

I brought the blade down and let it...
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No.

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There is no reason to believe that anything is real.

People have this preconception that their senses are true to them.

This notion that what appears before us is a matter of fact weakens us.
We need to embrace the startling and frightening possibility that we ourselves do not truly exist outside of our minds.
We need to accept that what we perceive has just...
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peppers_:
I totally agree with your words, people need to learn to accept things and give them the value they deserve.
van_skahl:
@peppers_ exactly! Thanks for saying that! I've shared this with people and it always turns into a half-baked debate about who's real and who's where or when or whatever! 
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A chance encounter with my albino shadow - the apex of my entire being. Such bewilderment and love is as cruel in it's retreat as is glorious in it's proclamation.


Ask me now, with bold and fearless curiosity; nine lives to the wind. I live only for this moment. I love only in this moment.
In your wake I am left with only resentment...
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Let your shadow fall to my feet;
greet my eyes with yours and share with me your soul.
I am on my knees, proverbially speaking.
Externally I am as calm as clouds on a windless day
Internally I am moving in waves, emotions take form of a thousand Starlings.

Your claws are eager to sink in,
Your smile, so eager to melt my ice-cold stoicism...
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