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Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 110 – Die Hungry Rather Than Kneel

Posted 2 months ago under DINOSAUR, Philosophy, Psychology Tagged: addiction, Betrayal, bitterness, Bodybuilding, Boxer, Caretaking, Choice, Corona, Die Hungry, dignity, emotional-starvation, Engineering dropout, Father-son relationship, Financial success, Forging strength, grief, Hard work, Heart attack, honor, identity, Integrity, Iron character, Isolation, kneel, Lockdown, loneliness, longing, masculinity, Memories, Millionaire, Mother’s death, Names, No compromise, Nursing, Online dating, persistence, Poverty of soul, Pride, Public humiliation, purpose, raw, recovery, Redemption, rehab, rejection, resilience, Ronie Dinosaur, Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 110, Rust, Sacrifice, Scams, School rejection, Self-made, self-respect, sobriety, Social status, solitude, stoicism, success, survival, The past, The price of love, Thirty-seven, trauma, truth, Unfiltered, unrequited-love, walking alone, wealth, work-ethic.

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 90 – Unwelcomed

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 110 - Die Hungry Rather Than Kneel I was starving for affection-
simple human touch,
not just flesh-
when I considered paying a woman for sex.
It was the morning after my father’s heart attack, Read more from here...

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I am Grief

Posted 3 months ago under Existential Rehabism, Mythopoetic, Philosophy, Psychology Tagged: beauty, bleed, breathing, corpse, desire, Dinosaur, extince, famous, grief, Image, knuckles, legend, locked, mirror, peace, pyre, rejection, roar, Sati, shame, Shiva, sky, success, surrender, truth, vaccum, widow, witness, woman.

grief

He ran carrying the corpse of Sati on his shoulder,
asking the sky, “What is this weight? Why me?”
I run with empty fists clenched so tightly the knuckles bleed,
daring the same sky:
“Look me in the eye. Stop whining. Stop cheating. Fight fair.”
My arms are not open in surrender; Read more from here...

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