Making Outsiders Insiders
Photo By: Paola Lopez Velasco Infinity To the Universe at large, We are incalculably small; So that our despair may discharge, We continue to laugh after we crawl. Should this turn out to be the end I’ll hold nothing sacred; We turn and turn on this Mobius dividend Perpetually dissatisfied, we want only to feel elated. Written By: Isaac Dinotno
Read MoreLet me tell you what I wanted to write down: love transcends logic. There, I wrote it. Ever since I started reading “The Brothers Karamazov” I’ve had that idea stuck in my head. Just like flashes of unnecessary conscious awareness (when you suddenly become aware of the manner of your gait for no reason whatsoever, for example), it would swing into my thought process unexpectedly, at random intervals of time, really inconsistently if I might add. Sometimes I would go weeks without thinking about it, and other times, for days…
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