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About cha-justcha

I like to ponder life's eccentricities. I don't really want to explain them or even understand them. just ponder...

Human Patterns

The sound vibrating through the medium of my dust pulsing, binding to my conscious shell of a vitality, leaking I can’t grasp hold of these fleeting notes I can’t hold them close to love or hate They slip through my … Continue reading

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Bethink

Eyes gone to the expanse vaguely focused on the mirror before me The window aft, reflected in an external view turned inward to open traces of the past Curtains billow obscuring, then clouding But for moments, a clarity The curtain … Continue reading

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No ticket needed to travel between moments

My hand reached out to present my ticket to the conductor standing right across from me, not four feet away from my bag. Yet before our flesh could press he is across the horizon, rings of dross surrounding us both, … Continue reading

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The very air we breathe, Empowered

The very air about our lives is made up of intellectual tendrils that stimulate and encourage agility. Through these vibrant hues of breathe we exchange and accept. I inhabit the realm of the stars, my mind a mire of chaos, … Continue reading

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Period

  I found you again, hiding in amongst all your periods and. . . . Letters, tall and oh so proper, a calm, intimate facade that abruptly lets loose like the slice of a knife to jolt complacency’s drivel. You were built of … Continue reading

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Following a thought through a wormhole

As I sat writing letters one morning a thought took me, led me away from my moment. The farther I got from that now the more my anatomy tried to follow. I was stretched between common and rare, unable to … Continue reading

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Dirt Eating

  The burden of prayers and curses flung at open-wide plains come home to roost, lacquered upon layers they hang on me, bind me, challenge and morph my persona until I seethe in my mortality. I did not ask for … Continue reading

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