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J Kessler

Joined 4 years ago from Buffalo, New York

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 Life is a funny journey that takes us far, or leaves us hanging. Which of these two outcomes are solely determined by our own actions and decisions. I won't sit by and let life just go past me. I am going to live life, I am going to be happy and I'll never stop either.

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  • The Show
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    The Show

    3 years ago

    One shot, two shots, three. I feel my throat burn and my stomach begin to turn as I stand in the parking lot a couple blocks down from the theatre. I pass the bottle to my cousin and he hands me a cigarette as The...

  • The Cure After The Catastrophe
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    The Cure After The Catastrophe

    3 years ago

    With my light glistening on the murky water below, my tears, They too flow. Flowing just like the rain, As it poured down to the percussion of thunder accompanied by the lightning arching achapellas bringing both...

  • Zurita
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    Zurita

    3 years ago

    The orange rays of the early morning hung onto the smoke of his cigarette as he put on a pair of khaki shorts. His girlfriend remained in bed as she silently watched him through the thin haze. She knew he was only going...

  • Man of Nature, Man of God
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    Man of Nature, Man of God

    3 years ago

    In Thomas Bulfinch’s telling of the story of Prometheus and Pandora, he recounts the story of the creation of man. Man would come to be created twice in this story, once by the heavens, and once by nature. Each of...

  • The Ode to a Friendship
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    The Ode to a Friendship

    3 years ago

    I met this kid, my real good friend. The best of times, we always had, All through high school, he taught me to be an intellectual, and not just this punk rock rebel. This is for you, The friend who taught...

  • My Dream, My Angel
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    My Dream, My Angel

    4 years ago

    As soon as I felt her, I fell in love, She swept me off my feet and carried me into the music, making me reach for the lasers, Her embrace made everyone feel as one, music, our pulse, We danced with everyone, we...

  • Connections of the Early Morning
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    Connections of the Early Morning

    4 years ago

    Cruising down the skyway at a steady sixty miles per hour, it is 4 a.m. and At the Drive-In’s “One Armed Scissor” is blaring out the car speakers. After going out to a concert and the after party with...

  • The Student Debt and Default Crisis
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    The Student Debt and Default Crisis

    4 years ago

    What do you say to a generation of college students, freshly graduated with glittering degrees and hopes for a good job, that they owe more debt to the federal government than there is credit card debt in this country?...

  • The Soul Coming Home
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    The Soul Coming Home

    4 years ago

    These last known surroundings, Gave human qualities to trembling hands, But be comfortable creature, For this postcard from 1952 will let you back in.

  • It's Times Like These
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    It's Times Like These

    4 years ago

    The Bright shines down through my curtains onto my bed and sets the room aglow with a golden glazing. It’s 8:30 a.m. I lay in bed for another few minutes before getting up to get ready. I hop into the shower and...

  • My Life In Twenty Years
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    My Life In Twenty Years

    4 years ago

    As I open my eyes, the bright sun gleams into greet them. The sudden burn of light makes me rethink getting up. I sit up and see my wife still sleeping next to me. It’s 6:30 a.m. and I shuffle into the kitchen to...

  • Consumerism and Allen Ginsberg's Poem Against It
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    Consumerism and Allen Ginsberg's Poem Against It

    4 years ago

    Consumerism is a calamity claiming the individual identity of American culture and society. We are so engulfed with buying and mass consumerism that we fail to realize the simple, natural truths that are what life is...

  • The Stars Are Projectors
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    The Stars Are Projectors

    4 years ago

    “He’s dead,” and that’s all I heard. There was nothing around me as the words began to sink in. I couldn’t, did not; want to believe those two words. The world was non-existent; there were...

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