As light breaks the rule of the night and the quiet reconvenes until the cycle completes once more, we rise.
Malaise denotes the theme of the day of the life we find ourselves no longer a passenger in.
We rise not as an active defiance against the slow creeping decline, but to make purposeful all that resembles the abyss.
Storms rage and tempests flare across the land, ruining everything. Yet still we toil to hold onto our piece of normalcy.
We rise not as an active defiance against the slow creeping decline, but to make purposeful all that resembles the abyss.
Malaise denotes the theme of the day of the life we find ourselves no longer a passenger in.
As night breaks the rule of the light and the quiet reconvenes until the cycle completes once more, we rise.
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Paul Stewart
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Lightning Never Strikes Twice
The distant rumble, the sudden deluge, the crescendo of sound, the flash of light, the explosive energy — it never gets old. I became an amateur storm chaser about two years ago. My wife, Cindy suggested it. Sort of. She said, "Alex, you know this cancer is killing me. I've come to terms with that, but you're smothering me. Go join a band, write a book, or become a storm chaser, for all I care. I love you, but you need a hobby."
By Julie Lacksonen7 days ago in Fiction
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Great work, the structure in particular struck me. It gives the piece a lovely symmetry and adds to the gravitas of your words. 👏👏👏
Paul’s back with a vengeance!
Always!! Ascend!