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Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 107 – What is Bad Luck?

Posted 5 months ago under Existential Rehabism, Mythopoetic, Philosophy, Psychology Tagged: Absence, accountability, Agency, aging, Anatomy, bad luck, being, Body, Brutality, Change, Chapter 107., character, Choice, cold, Companion, decay, desire, Essence, fragility, growth, honesty, human condition, identity, intent, Iron, logic, loneliness, Luck, Maturity, minimalism, mirror, origin, philosophy, presence, recovery, resilience, responsibility, Ronie Dinosaur, Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 107, Self-Audit, shadow, silence, sobriety, solitude, Source, Stasis, survival, Syllogism, Transcendence, truth, void, youth.

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 107 - What is Bad Luck? What is bad luck?
Wrong time,
wrong place.
Who chose that time, that place?
Who carried me there? Read more from here...

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The Ronie Dinosaur Manifesto: I See You

Posted 5 months ago under DINOSAUR, Mythopoetic, Philosophy, Psychology Tagged: Achievement, ambition, being, Belonging, Brutal, character, connection, discipline, disillusionment, emptiness, endurance, Existentialism, failure, grief, Heartbreak, Honest, hope, human, Human nature, I See You, identity, Integrity, Isolation, journey, life, loneliness, longing, loss, manhood, Manifesto, Maturity, memory, pain, philosophy, raw, reality, rebirth, recovery, reflection, resilience, Ronie Dinosaur, searching, shadow, silence, sobriety, struggle, survival, The Ronie Dinosaur, Tragedy, truth, void, Walking, witness.

The Ronie Dinosaur Manifesto: I See You It has been a monotonously vast and monstrously cruel life.
Age is a shallow ruler; it cannot gauge the true depth of a soul, nor the savage amplitude of its emotional tides. I have lived at the summit of the Himalayas and in the crushing black of the Mariana Trench.
Life itself was my tutor, teaching me the brutal price of being in the wrong place at the wrong moment. I learned the cold gulf between power, money, and status-and the fragility of innocence. I learned that golden intent can still yield only lead. Character does not guarantee reward. And my love-a clean vessel-poured itself out and received nothing in return.
To hell with it all. I got nothing back.
She took mine and never returned it. Read more from here...

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Do it Yourself

Posted 6 months ago under Artificial Intelligence, Existential Rehabism, Mythopoetic, Philosophy, Physics, Psychology, Technology Tagged: accuracy, Agency, Autonomy, awareness, being, clarity, coercion, consciousness, consent, Detachment, discipline, Ethics, existence, fatigue, freedom, identity, illusion, nihilism, nonduality, philosophy, rigor, stance, symmetry, truth, Walking.

Thank you for reading so closely.
You didn’t misunderstand-
you felt it exactly.
The fatigue is real:
forced to live,
forced to ask, Read more from here...

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Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 50 – Being

Posted 6 months ago under DINOSAUR, Philosophy, Psychology Tagged: acceptance, authenticity, Autonomy, being, consciousness, discipline, endurance, Ethics, existence, illusion, inner-structure, Integrity, lived-experience, loneliness, Observation, philosophy-of-life, realism, repetition, responsibility, Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 50, self-respect, self-verification, solitude, suffering, truth, Walking.

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 50 - Being The beauty of reality lies in its truth-
in being, in existing-
not in presentation or appearance.
He had beauty,
yet the world outside the palace Read more from here...

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I am Poor

Posted 6 months ago under DINOSAUR, Philosophy, Psychology Tagged: absent, accumuated, being, blind, collar, creditor's lein, cruel, difference, dog, dream, endurance, experiment, God, hope, indifferent, interest, knees, light, little stars, nothing left, photon, poor, poverty, poverty line, pray, purpose, receive, rip, searching, sheer, silence, suffer, swallowed for decades, trapped, twinkle, underworld, universe, unpaid debt, weight.

I am so poor
that in the underworld I live in,
when I look up from the very bottom,
I can’t even see the poverty line
drawn across its sky.
Twinkle, twinkle little stars- Read more from here...

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