Stories tagged “sanity”
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A lost world
I crept through the dark. My eyes were throbbing with pain. My brain felt like hot water was being pumped through it to be left numb for the next few days. In one hand i held the lighter. I was holding on to it like it was my link to madness. Sanity. H...
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First Mark
To the fat merchant with the sweaty brow sitting behind the polished mahogany desk, the assassin said, "Life is an interesting story, sir, and the point is to stir any strong emotions. Passion, hate, sadness… “So often people are taugh...
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Smoke, Sanity, and Fireflies.
I watched as the smoke rings drifted in front of my face, forming a veil like cover over my eyes. I reached my hand outward, seemingly thinking that if I reached long enough I would soon feel the cloth like cloak. After a few minutes, I gave up. It was...
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Questionable Sanity
“That is an inordinate amount of pickles,” Parker declared, carefully inspecting the massive jar of fermented cucumbers crouching on the table. He studied it intently, tilting his head occasionally as if appreciating fine art, making slow c...
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Lucid Insanity
Just let me explain. I wasn’t always like this, no. And no one ever ‘led’ me to this, as you seem to claim. Unless you count myself. There’s never been anyone else that held any influence over me. There’s never been anyone...
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Nothing Less Than My Sanity
Again I have that sinking feeling, because no matter what I do, none of it is good enough, for them, or her, or you. Disappointment from all sides, including from within, they all repeat their message over and over again. Maybe there’s somethin...
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I'm Completely Normal
I stared into the mirror. The old, decrepit skeleton stared back at me with the faintest trace of hope in his eyes. His weathered face told a thousand tales of heartache, misery and poverty. Each wrinkle was a life lesson. Every scar was a memory on th...
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Make It Stop.
Can you hear me? If you don’t act soon, I will slowly fade away into nothing. Can you see me? I’m losing more and more of myself and my sanity every day. Will you fix me? It’s rough, this hell called living. Can I make it stop? Pleas...
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Toxic.
I shouldn’t be okay with this, but somehow I’m carefree; Reckless, raunchy, wearing down- We’re toxic, you and me. Like poison winding through your veins I’m acid, cold and slow. A venom meant to take your life I’m cancer ...
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Your reality is your own— [part I]
(but you can’t just choose to be sane.) . OPPOSITE IS SAME MADNESS IS SANITY LIES ARE TRUTH THIS! IS! MINDSCREW! …just pulling your leg. . There were three men. “Your reality is your own,” the first declared, and was inspired. &...
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Your reality is your own— [part II]
(but you can’t just choose to be sane.) . (continuation) . So… Are you sane? Or rather, do you think you are sane? —But of course, you say, for this conversation would be impossible otherwise. Hmm. Does a sane man know he is sane, and does a ...