~Chronus
Tommy
Joseph Alberton
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MetamorphosisIt’s another transubstantiation, I’ve deviated from my current mission. What the hell is going on? My old inclinations are gone.Metamorphosis
Casting off the shadows of yesteryear, Without knowing what to hold dear, Everything seems so different, My mind is blurred and errant.
I’m a doppelganger of my former self, My old thoughts are put on the shelf. In the future they’ll again be deliberated, But never will they be vindicated.
Looking back it seems clear, My past values were so mere. My opinion was immature, Every spoken wor
by ~Chronus
RomanceEverything so black and white, And wrapped up so tight, With a neat little bow, And standards so low.Romance
Truth is a meal better served in small portions, Next to the main course: romantic distortion, Piled high with blatant falsities, Not to mention ludicrous inanities.
What you see is only true if it sounds good, The blatant unreality is easily withstood, Romantic flair for our infortainment, Worldviews are just for entertainment.
Despite objections, you are no Copernican, You know the importance of you and your kin, It’s for you that the su
by ~Chronus
RevelationsSo here we are, No explanation or instructions, Just a constant urging on, Towards various concoctions, Which we grasp for, Almost always falling short.Revelations
But it’s nearly inevitable Those deductions turn inwards, Where we are met with insanity, And the complexity Halts us from going onwards. And as the confusion grows, We realize we are lost.
A glimmer of light, Shines through the haze, So we grab a tight hold, In hopes: Of escaping the labyrinth, Of finding clarity, Of outgrowing this phase.
But others di
by ~Chronus
Scared of NothingBehind my mask, I’m scared of nothing! I’m scared of nothing! I’m scared I’m nothing!Scared of Nothing
Superficial understandings of our own motives, Superficial interpretations of others’ actions, Paint our masks, Paint their masks.
Generalized convoluted processes, Make socialization possible! Generalizing convoluted processes, Is how we understand ourselves!
We conceptualize concrete characterizations, Made of concrete too hard to break. But why would we want to break it? Without our concrete masks we might be nothing!
A hundred billion neu
by ~Chronus
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QuestionsQuestionsQuestions
Black sunflowers grow upon the valley, Beasts trudge along the ashen city, What of life has it become?
Was it us or was it us?
Murky waters flow from crystal ponds, Drops of sadness fall from the delightful sky, What of earth has it become?
Was it him or was it him?
History books are written from faded memories, Knowledge is attained from a mirage of libraries, What of ideals have they become?
Was it me or was it me?
Feuds ignite from everlasting friendships, Grandeur battles are fought on the most serene of plains, &nb
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- Current Residence: Waterloo
- Interests: Philosophy, cognitive science, science
- Favourite band or musician: Bad Religion
- Favourite cartoon character: Joseph Alberton
- Website: http://occamsshavingcream.blogspot.com/
- Email: tommy_blanchard@hotmail.com
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'He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.' (Revelation 21:4)
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"No deity will save us; we must save ourselves."
-Humanist Manifesto II
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'He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.' (Revelation 21:4)
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"No deity will save us; we must save ourselves."
-Humanist Manifesto II
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'He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.' (Revelation 21:4)
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