I am sempiternity, and the continuity of time's circularity. I seclude the uniform matter; the absolute unity. To everything, and from me everything, and in me everything
Nowadays, lost in my thoughts, I reside within the walls of my imaginary world where I sought sanctuary from this repugnant world; trying to make it through the pain. Feeling bewildered; confused; a little like a child: a child who’s trying to hold to his dreams —hold to them like holding a kite that could take him far away from this planet—; a child who’s dreaming of travelling with his kite to a place where no tears fall: a place whose residents do not know the meaning of the words “sorrow”, or “suffering”; a place where I could find joy, if I ever decided to leave the safety of my imaginary world.
As odd as it may seem (an antisocial/a-social being socializing), from time to time I enjoy conversing with interesting people. Will you dare to enter the place hidden in the depths of my mind, my sanctuary in solitude? It is a dark, gloomy place where music never ceases; where the moon never sets — never gives its place to the sun; where —under the dim light of dying stars; with a glass of wine in hand— untold stories are about to unfold before your wondering eyes.
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Sorrowful Jester's Works
|Poetry||2013-09-05||Falling into darkness|
|Poetry||2013-09-10||Map Made of Tears|
|Poetry (Depressed)||2018-12-24||The Sorrowful Jester|
|Rant (Reflective)||2018-12-25||Words of insanity|
|Rant (Philosophical)||2018-12-25||Tales about beasts, beauties, and philosophers|
|Poetry||2018-12-25||Purity of Anger|
|Other||2018-12-25||The Mystery of the Hellenic Alphabet|
|Other (Spiritual)||2018-12-29||Invocation to Lilith|
|Poetry (Depressed)||2018-12-30||Coffin Shaped Room|