I am living in a dream. My dream is endless and I am the master of it. People aren’t born and don’t die either; they’re the fruit of my imagination. Everyone has his own story, feelings and problems, but they’re not real; those people are merely apparitions, actors playing a role in my dream. My [...]
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Minu ga Hana
Posted: 1st February 2012 by yanenrogne in Life and philosophy, LitteratureTags: alone, Dream, dull, life, litterature, loneliness, Prose, writing
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Take My Time
Posted: 16th January 2012 by yanenrogne in Life and philosophy, LitteratureTags: hope, life, litterature, Prose, short-story
Take my time… Take it all, I don’t really want it anymore anyways. Time is kind of worthless if you keep on using it for yourself, it loses all meaning. I’m certain you can make a better use of it, take me wherever you want and I will follow you. I’m not sure how to [...]
Back from somewhere I never went to
Posted: 15th January 2012 by yanenrogne in Life and philosophy, LitteratureTags: fiction, life, litterature, love, Philosophy, Prose, short-story, story, writing
I sat down on this old chair as a last effort, taking in one hand something that could write and in the other, something that could be written on. I had so many things to say yet the ink of my imagination was dry. I was reminiscing the old days as time was carelessly passing through the [...]