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I have always found it comforting to laugh at my own notions; that is to not only find amusement, but to vocalize it necessarily. They are silly, are they not? Yet they are mine, they are of me; so, truly, I cannot find them so. But I have always been able to convince myself of many things. The great art of self-deception-- of illusionment. I am called Quinton Lane and I am in Love-- in its turbulent, melancholic throws. Sadly, my sentiments are unrequited.
I live in the bohemian district of the city; more frequently titled the slums in this age. But I do fa
by *Deus-Maeroris
Stephan's MisfortuneI am Stephan _____, and I have become lost. Not lost in the most literal sense, because in order to become lost one must have had an intended destination in life, a specified desire. Which I have never had a particular destination in mind, rather I have become hopeless in my pursuit of life. Plato wrote of a cave in which the world lived and perceived what they thought was truth, but in actuality was the shadows cast by puppets in front of a fire which lie out of the worlds periphery. A few ventured to turn around to see this falsity and fewer still ventured to try to escape the cave itself. I tried, but I have become loStephan's Misfortune
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A Brief NarrativeA Brief Narrative of the Character Formerly Known as Friedrich AllanA Brief Narrative
How bitter words tasted in my mouth. The nature of them disgusted me. Words fell only in reference to other words— they were contemptuous of meaning, completely arbitrary and ambiguous. However, there were days where I loved to let them flow— spill fourth from my soul, painting the page in vibrant hues of passion, love, lust, and sorrow— only then to revisit them and find opprobrium among my pages. But such was the anti-parallel tendency of my nature, the same force moving in opposite directions, grating together like teeth— and like the enam
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- Current Residence: Kalamazoo, Michigan
- Interests: Physics, Epistemology, Mathematics, Ontology
- Favourite genre of music: whatever strikes my whim
- Favourite poet or writer: Fyodor Dostoevsky, Jean-Paul Sartre, Nietzsche, Honore de Balzac, William thackeray, and Victor Hugo
- Favourite style of art: Fantastic Realism
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- Tools of the Trade: it requires nothing to make nothing
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