enchanting, i love it

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"it seems to me most strange that men should fear, seeing that death, a necessary end, will come when it will come."

Thanks.

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Lemme take you on a roller-coaster ride through some of the places I've known.

Places Don't Exist

You always write the most beautiful, intriguing pieces. I envy your talent with a passion.

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Just kiss me once in the snow, I swear it never gets old.

I asked for an umbrella and you took away the rain.

I can't say that this story is encompasses by solipsism; no, a whole different sort of thing--one that relies completely on perception.

The quote of the sage is an enlightening truth for the few who would wish to understand it. Stop running from your problems. Stop dwelling over things you may know will be bad--just stop and be happy. . .stop and take in what must be taken in, regardless of pain or pleasure, and develop wisdom all the same.

I do not like the protagonist in this piece. She is an ugly image of myself at times, and it's hard not to think that this piece is your little message to me.

The other reason I don't like her, however, is that she is hopelessly ignorant and lost in a world of total narcissism. It's disgusting, almost. She is a person I would like to confront and just. . .just slap. Slap as hard as possible. Meh.

An extremely good piece, Sir. It's nice to see you're still writing.

Salaam~

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Perception is a nasty word.

Thanks, Loveshot. That's so sweet of you.

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Lemme take you on a roller-coaster ride through some of the places I've known.

Places Don't Exist

Thanks for that wonderful review.

In many of my pieces, the little messages are always hidden. In my writing I never show much bias towards my own beliefs. Therefore, the only the events follow and the not the underlying philosophy dragging their tails behind them.

The sage and the girl are real characters in many ways.

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Lemme take you on a roller-coaster ride through some of the places I've known.

Places Don't Exist

were it only that easy...this made me smile

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Happily residing in a dimension of pure chaos

I somehow get the notion that this is a spoilt little girl who wants her own way and perceiving it to be so. So much so that in the end, she goes even to the extent of making herself blind because she doesn't like the world, hence pretending it doesn't exist.

Solipcism is one of the ways in which this story could be interpreted. Thanks for reading this.

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Lemme take you on a roller-coaster ride through some of the places I've known.

Places Don't Exist