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The Aberrant Manifest › The Mad Journey
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Life, Existentialism, Law, Gaming. About the Aberrant Manifest. I used to write about my personal life a lot more often, and a lot more publicly, than I do now. A part of that I think is because my personal life was far more interesting before. There was some form of drama. I haven’t gone out on a date with a woman to whom I would write poetry in a while. And all of the women that I would write poetry to have no interest in dating me. Hm, problem. Not just clients – though, yes, how am. The AV. Club.
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The Aberrant Manifest › Dream Girl
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Life, Existentialism, Law, Gaming. About the Aberrant Manifest. Wednesday, April 22, 2015. I dreamed a dream, but now that dream is gone from me. I had a dream last night. The details don’t exactly matter. There was a hotel, it was a New Year’s type celebration, beds were involved. And women. A woman, in fact – the girl in question. (The Questionable Girl? I don’t know what […]. Jorge on Under Construction. AMP on A Good Point. About the Aberrant Manifest. The AV. Club. C'est la Vie.
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The Aberrant Manifest › The Mad Journey
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Life, Existentialism, Law, Gaming. About the Aberrant Manifest. Tuesday, September 30, 2014. I used to write about my personal life a lot more often, and a lot more publicly, than I do now. A part of that I think is because my personal life was far more interesting before. There was some form of drama there, something propelling it forward. Now it’s just repetition. Wake up, shower, […]. Also tagged Public Defender. How to Build a Wall. Thursday, July 24, 2014. Monday, June 3, 2013. Also tagged Let go.
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The Aberrant Manifest › Dream Girl
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Life, Existentialism, Law, Gaming. About the Aberrant Manifest. I dreamed a dream, but now that dream is gone from me. I had a dream last night. The details don’t. Matter. There was a hotel, it was a New Year’s type celebration, beds were involved. And women. A woman, in fact – the girl in question. (The Questionable Girl? She was in the dream, again. Before you ask, there is no future there. Yes, she is real. Yes, I have asked.). But pieces in a dream that might be memory still haunt me. The AV. Club.
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The Aberrant Manifest › Carry On My Wayward Son
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Life, Existentialism, Law, Gaming. About the Aberrant Manifest. Carry On My Wayward Son. I cannot understand why I am feeling so incredibly lonely tonight. I am alone most of my daily life. I wake up alone. I go to work where I am surrounded by people but seek the quiet moments of solitude whenever I can get them. I come home and I am alone. I go to bed alone. This has been the case, with rare exception, for the past fourteen years. But tonight is not that night. I cannot allow myself to feel hope.
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The Aberrant Manifest › How to Build a Wall
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Life, Existentialism, Law, Gaming. About the Aberrant Manifest. How to Build a Wall. Thursday, July 24, 2014. I want to sleep, but my dreams elude me. My mind drifts in the silence of the night. It floats alone, empty and devoid of any meaning, eyes ever drifting back to where we’ve been. My eyes see the past unfolding behind me, thousands of variables coalescing into a tragic, lonely, empty story, void of […]. Tuesday, February 18, 2014. Jorge on Under Construction. AMP on A Good Point. The AV. Club.
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The Aberrant Manifest › How to Build a Wall
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Life, Existentialism, Law, Gaming. About the Aberrant Manifest. How to Build a Wall. I want to sleep, but my dreams elude me. But I’m still a boy without words. Laughing, I follow. I adjust my jacket. I will always follow. The frozen mask just smiled. Then came a day when I did not take off the mask. I felt myself strong inside the mask. So I built a wall. The wall was strong, and thick, and made of stone. I built it around my heart so that no one could touch it. I built it around myself so that ...There...
