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Day 9
1 You are just a really wonderful person who often gets caught up in existential loneliness. You think that it’s a flaw, but it’s not your fault that it happens to you. It just happens, and that is just a fact. You enjoy observing people, though; sometimes, it’s not a voluntary choice. You notice small…
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Day 2
I guess I’m not a machine. I can’t just program myself to do things at certain times. You can’t just autopilot through your entire life. I definitely tried that. How harsh of me! I am so human (surprise, surprise). I get discouraged, I get jealous. I need pep talk, I need attention and tenderness from…
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파도, 모래성
파도가 친다내 마음속에경이로운 건지폭풍같은 건지잘 모르겠다 일렁이는 파도가재미있는 것 같다가도이게 맞나 싶기도 하고 많은 사람들이 왔다 간다해변의 물결처럼물결이 스친 곳엔 흔적이 남는다 제 각기 다른 모양새의 곡선들이나의 모래성을 지나울타리를 깎고새로운 모래를 덧붙이고끝내, 나는 변화한다모래성은 매순간이위태하다그래도 나는 이 파도에내 성을 맡긴다나를 붕괴시킬지영광스럽게 할지알 수 없지만나는 이 해변이 좋다내가 선택한 이 해변 만약에 어쩌다 나의 성이흔적없게 되더라도,…
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It’s delicate
Surrounded by acquaintances, friends, family and love interests, and yet.. To the question ‘Why is it never enough?’ lies a futile answer. There is within me a secret chamber. It’s the source of all the vacuous feelings that often engulf me. I was vaguely aware of this in the past, now it is a resounding…
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Daily Grace, Daily Bread
Talking to N the pharmacist upon picking up my prescription made my day. I never talked to her in real life, only through texts when acquiring shifts. But she came out and we said hello. It started off as small talk and we ended up talking about her trip to South Korea, and the immigrant…
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Like a wildflower
I can’t get over how beautiful and refreshing this green is. the cool morning air is cleansing my mind. I love this moment. Where was I all along? Why did I not see this even though I was looking at it all the time? Ah at least I am now. At least I’m here now.…
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a million flowers
To bloom a million flowers, He says I must give and give and give without holding back. My simple but grand mission. My humble but high mission. All else is nothing. All else is rubbish. I don’t want to forget. I don’t want to forget and live a meaningless life. I want to see those…
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On objectification
To objectify people is to dehumanise them. It is to over-emphasise their physicality and utility over the myriad of non-physical traits such as those regarding the mind, soul, virtues and spirituality, which give a person a certain sacredness unique to human beings. To objectify is to degrade, diminish or even desanctify a person from their…
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Day 25
글쓰기는 어디론가 깊숙히 들어가 사라져 버리려는 나의 영혼을 다시 달래고 깨워 빛으로 끄집어 내는 행위다.. 조용한 암흑, 진공속으로 기분좋게 들어가, 의식,정신, 존재 조차 잊어버리려 하는 내 자신을 다시 삶으로 불러내는 것이 글쓰기 같을 때가 있다. 희미한 의식중 무엇이 생각날까? 아무 생각이 없는게 어쩌면 잘 하고 있다는 표시 같기도 하다. 계획하고, 실행하고, 오류를 고치고, 예상 밖에…
