Veronica, I
Ran out of time, so I just
Got you a gift card.
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Abd-al-Karim Tayara
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The Moon's Canvas
Athy was a girl that had always failed in her personal relationships with others because, for whatever reason, she believed (more than she was willing to admit) that she was above them all, and it irked her to imagine a world where she could be considered as an equal to any other. Overtime, Athy acquired an almost feral desire to escape into the forests, whenever she felt overwhelmed by the flawed humanity that she so urgently dis-attached herself from. On this occasion, Athy’s chosen place of refuge was a vast, golden field surrounded by forestry; she always visited one particular clearing, as the quiet there gave her the opportunity to abuse her creative outlets - drawing, painting - weary of a world that was less than her, or so she believed – until that night.
By Abd-al-Karim Tayara5 years ago in Futurism
Thoughts on Vocal and the way the world is
"Death cannot stop true love, only delay it." – Wesley in The Princess Bride. I decided to come back to Vocal on a very cold and dark night at the end of December. I had been, and still am, convalescing from a horrible staph infection that had gone misdiagnosed for months. This, paired with the increasing challenges of being healthy, making the best choices for my co-parented child, being a wife, and being a director at a new job, was a lot to manage.
By Jazzy 7 days ago in Confessions
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