Ronie Dinosaur

The Walker in the Forest Part I - I Did Not Have God A man can be neglected before he understands he has been insulted. A man pushed far enough into helplessness Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 143 – Character is Not Respect Character has nothing to do with external validation- with the socially rewarded currency called respect. It looks at your respect and says only one thing: fuck off. That is all it ever has to say. Read more from here...

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...

Title - Love of a Woman First, hand her the money- crisp notes folded like promises. Then layer attention, love, the slow grind of your own labor in the heat of the act, Read more from here...

What you think, you become. What if I am the real son of a gun- the lucky one? I am no ambassador for bad luck, no role model for a sitting duck. I hold the power to change my world. Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 28 – How Does It Feel to Have This Heart? What kind of human carries this heart? Not a hero like Ram. Not a monk like Buddha. Not a saint like Shiva. A civilian of ethics. Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 20 - Fifteen Minutes Old How do I know what grief is? I was born fifteen minutes ago. I say it as a joke so no one hears the scream underneath: the grief is almost thirty, Read more from here...

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...