Darkness comes as I indulge and then decide against it because I think it absurd I could alter another person's state of mind. Instead I take the road less traveled and with each step I became a different me. A me that could see more of the absurdity amid reality and thus the surreal nature of it. As I bend and twist amongst truth it ingests me and transform into multi-dimensional shifting hues of neon intermingled with shades of void black - where the color blind are king and artists create invisible paradigms of the soul. It all settles each moment then gives way as chaos breathes life into enlightenment - ripe and ready for the willing and able.
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We Are Not Lazy Because We Are On Benefits
My life has not been easy. I struggled at school with bullying and school work with very little support available to me, and that continued into adulthood, where it interfered with my mental health, and my ability to find work.
By Carol Townend8 days ago in The Swamp
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