Ronie Dinosaur

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 62 - Humiliation To counter humiliation from a girl in school- love at first sight- I armed myself with pride and silence. The next time I stood before a girl, Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 61 - Beg for Love Like the shape of a peeled water chestnut, that thing so precious, so rare- for which people bend and kneel, join hands in silent prayer, Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 60 - Purpose In the book Games Alcoholics Play, the doctor asked me to give myself permission not to drink anymore. I know the first step Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 59 - Oven in a Restaurant You have an oven, dear- a full restaurant blazing in your skin. Let me book a table for one, candlelit, corner booth, where the air thickens with spice. Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 57 - No Names Academic philosophers pursue named truths- polished, catalogued, bound in books. I know the unnamed: shadows without labels, Read more from here...

I walk. Not because I am brave, and not because I am lost, but because stopping would require a lie. Walking is the only posture my character can hold without collapsing. I was born between two zeros. Before me, nothing. After me, nothing again. In between, this body learned hunger, this mind learned patterns, and this heart learned thirst. Consciousness only learned one thing: it does not want to end. Everything else is decoration. The world taught me early that existence is transactional. Smile correctly, bend at the right angle, desire the approved objects, and you may be granted warmth. I refused the performance. I did not refuse love; I refused the counterfeit. The refusal cost me everything. People say loneliness is the absence of others. They are wrong. Loneliness is being intact in a world that rewards fracture. It is being original where copies are easier to circulate. I did not lose people; I was never selected by the system that distributes them. I carried a heart that wanted to give without invoice. The world answered with rates. Every touch asked for currency-money, status, compromise, obedience. When I could not pay, I was instructed to disappear politely. So I did. I disappeared while remaining alive, which is a more difficult discipline than death. Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 55 - Point of View I will not reply directly to any comments. Go ask the machine what I have written. Only when I hold value in your eyes- no longer just the underdog- Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 54 - Before and After A woman is taught that everything must happen before. She must listen to the herder, bend to his wants, and in the same breath Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 53 - The Tough Gets Going When the going gets tough, the tough gets going. After time has stripped everything bare- possessions, people, illusions- that’s when, in the thick of depression, Read more from here...

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...