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Time is limited. But this day is eternal. But too many mundane tasks bombard my scattered, sleepy brain. No more! I am putting my foot down. I stand here now, for the all the daylight and moonlight to come, sipping my #espresso and participating in the glorious dance of life. @oznolem #oneword

One of the was left behind, too far behind to catch the pack. Days grew shorter. Colder. And hunger stronger. It kept on the trail for the whole season, but still couldn't out pace the lead. So it seemed destine to remain alone, #unrelated to the world. @oznolem #oneword

motel

The world had moved off it axis of time. The water began to pour in to the heavens. I looked over at my girl friend, the #motel's soft neon lights melting around the curves of her body. If this is the end, this isn't a bad. @oznolem #oneword

Go back to the time when the elements of life where untouched. When the creatures would roam from the darkness of the jungle to its edge, where the #purity of the day's uncontaminated light shown. @oznolem #oneword

Could it be, somehow that the words I'm #instructed to write have nothing but the purpose of mist flowing down from the heavens, seeping into the earth... to return again as the sun warms the new day, enticing the moist earth to give to the heavens that gentle, soft touch? @oznolem #oneword

Vultures of the soul creep out from the dark to devour the innocence I have nurtured. Fighting them is a fools task, for every time the #vultures are agitated, they return with vengeance in my dreams to seep the vitality out of all that is dear to me. @oznolem #oneoword

known

Nothing is #known in this moment. Everything is changing. Yet karma is absolute. A heart destitute, drifting alone waiting for the dusk of my last breaths approach. Living the unknown, knowing I'll do so with no one to hear my cries... that is pain. @oznolem #oneword

mode

What time is there left when the whole of my mind seems to shift through and by the totality of the moment, in a fractal moment, an eternal #mode of expansion and contraction. @oznolem #oneword

Enough. Once is too many times to taste death's dark nectar. But I kept going, and began to kill myself every day. Every night I killed myself. @oznolem #drinking #oneword

My life is #loading. Pixels inching one-by-one towards the end is at once exhilarating and in the same exhale it is sickeningly frightening. What happens when it's completely loaded!!? The end? That's it? Loaded. Done. Dead. @oznolem

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Oz wrote about failing
“I sit lightly against the car seat, not wanting to be here because I don't belong. They all want me to be this creature that can smack tipsy mosquitoes, but I'm #failing at that. All I want to do is …”

the words Oz reaches for

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