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22.08.2025 05:02 — 👍 21951    🔁 4918    💬 277    📌 162

White noise I sit in solitude while surrounded by souls. My mind at ease and the air is cold. There appears to be a wholly fabricated sense of entitlement in the air. I recognize it from its lack of sincerity. It reeks of choose-me energy. It pales next to the pall of mall-rat vibes laced with angry sweat. There is a delicate irony wafting throughout, teeming with principles of Peter. Sputtering nonsense, the souls generate a heat that subtly shifts the temperature of the room to a mild has-been 98°. I slowly make my way to the door and without hesitation exit the white noise. I stand in solitude while surrounded by souls. My mind at ease and the air is cold.

31.01.2025 02:55 — 👍 0    🔁 0    💬 0    📌 0

Whenever I feel like the world is against me, I just remember these words: the reed that bends remains planted. So I stay flexible. I stay fluid. I stay present.

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