My mind is obviously a place of disorganised fiction, but also a source of spare-time philosophy. one of the most common creatures in my head is a deep, or personal meaning, attached to intentionally meaningful sounding words. they're usually phrased in old english-style or like a line from a sililoquy. i'm not sure why, it just make them feel more meaningful. though i'm fairly sure it doesn't make them so at all. here's one wandering around right now:
What a marvelous thing;
to be able to destroy something utterly,
yet fear that it should ever happen.
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The things that live in my head.
I have little ideas in my head. Many of them are fed by my overactive imagination and grow and take on a life of their own. Usually they die off after a while, but I'm getting kinda tired of that. Feel free to comment, it builds their character.
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