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A Strange DreamOnce upon a dark, silent night like any other, I fell asleep and had a dream. I dreamt that I was a living, breathing person. I dreamt I was alive. I dreamt up a strange place called 'earth', which contained billions of people who were in the midst of dreaming just like me. In my dream, these people needed basic things called ‘food’, ‘water’, and ‘air’ in order to live. There were many people who did not have enough of these things, and yet so many, many others who had unimaginably more. My dream perplexed me, and I laughed at my imagination for being outlandish enough to create such an ignorant imbalance in theA Strange Dream
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IllusionsHave you ever realized that nothing truly exists? That if not aided by the illusions our senses give us, this world wouldn’t be here? Do you know that we build buildings and climb mountains and explore the great seas solely in our minds?Illusions
It’s really strange… You grow up laughing, playing, desiring, and enjoying- you’re happy with life and appreciate the good times you have. To you as a kid, what’s there is there- where else could it be? Then you grow up, and you’re slapped in the face with the shocking truth- there’s nothing there and never was. You know that ‘T
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Monkey Bar BluesWhen I was a child, I never had an actual reason to live- and yet so willingly I did it. My reasons were my stuffed animals, my tea sets… the silly little games my brothers and I used to play on sunny days in summer. My reasons were nothing concrete or certain; everything that made up my world was enough to live for. I lived for nothing, and yet equally for everything…Monkey Bar Blues
...Then I got older. It suddenly felt like life was something some unknown force had just thrown me into… and I realized, after over an entire decade in the world where I’d simply been wallowing away,
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Zuljanah's NarrativeThe sun blazed in burning fury, setting fire to the sand, On which the great Imam, was to take his final stand. He motioned me to go, saying "O my faithful horse, Let me meet my bitter destiny, on fate's awaiting course." I tried to move yet found I couldn't, for my legs were being held, "Do not go, o Zuljanah," my immobility seemed to yell. I turned my gaze below, to the burning desert ground; And here a sobbing little girl, to my agony I found. The child with desperation, was weeping silent tears, Bewildered, she choked, "Zuljanah, don't take my father dear." The weakened little giZuljanah's Narrative
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