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In high school, I wrote a lot of philosophy and stories that have philosophy in them. Chicks dig philosophical deep guys, but that's beside the point.
I just thought we could have a thread all about philosophy
whether you actually believe the stuff you wrote or just made it up.
So I suppose I will start, just keep in mind i won't know what I'm writing until it's done.
I just thought we could have a thread all about philosophy
whether you actually believe the stuff you wrote or just made it up.
So I suppose I will start, just keep in mind i won't know what I'm writing until it's done.
the sky is dark and I am all alone. The clouds want to rain, but the tension holds them in. Exploding and bursting, the minds starts to fry, insanity takes over and my heart starts to cry. The maze winds around, the clouds still holding, loneliness consumes me and withholding my immunity.
The maze itself has some cheese at the end, delicious delicious cheese, but I suppose I won't ever get my delicious cheese because I can't find the exit. Squirming and crawling, my mind is in a fit, left, right, forward then backward. Back track, my hand along the wall, I find myself with many people, people who I don't know. One introduces himself as envy, and compliments my shoes, another says her name is lust, and she looks me up and down. A man known as pity, he stands tall and proud, looks at me and asks if I am lost. I say, please sir, I just want my delicious cheese. He says you poor poor child.
I walk along further, the air getting thick, the rain finally lets down, and I think I will be sick. A man runs ahead, he says his name is greed, I call out to him, but he continues to run. Around the next corner I see, he is munching on none other than my delicious cheese. You scoundrel! He stands up and looks at me, pointing over my shoulder, I look around to see a woman, dressed in rags and roses. She says her name is insanity, and that she would like to follow me. of course I know not the way out, but I allow her to follow anyway. With one last look at greed, his face fat with cheese, I walk away through the other door.
Insanity follows me, always stepping on my heels, she says she thinks I'm cute, and would like to be with me for longer. Forever we walk, and forever she continues stepping on my heels, and all i can think is how I could have possibly allowed her to follow me. Away with you! I cried, I want you here no longer! But she just smiles at me and follows, no matter what i do.
The exit came so early, and insanity had frowned, she said oh well, and shot herself. Alas poor insanity, I knew her well. The man in white picked me up, and then he said, good job little mouse, you made it out! And then what happened, I was so happy, he handed to me my delicious cheese.
The maze itself has some cheese at the end, delicious delicious cheese, but I suppose I won't ever get my delicious cheese because I can't find the exit. Squirming and crawling, my mind is in a fit, left, right, forward then backward. Back track, my hand along the wall, I find myself with many people, people who I don't know. One introduces himself as envy, and compliments my shoes, another says her name is lust, and she looks me up and down. A man known as pity, he stands tall and proud, looks at me and asks if I am lost. I say, please sir, I just want my delicious cheese. He says you poor poor child.
I walk along further, the air getting thick, the rain finally lets down, and I think I will be sick. A man runs ahead, he says his name is greed, I call out to him, but he continues to run. Around the next corner I see, he is munching on none other than my delicious cheese. You scoundrel! He stands up and looks at me, pointing over my shoulder, I look around to see a woman, dressed in rags and roses. She says her name is insanity, and that she would like to follow me. of course I know not the way out, but I allow her to follow anyway. With one last look at greed, his face fat with cheese, I walk away through the other door.
Insanity follows me, always stepping on my heels, she says she thinks I'm cute, and would like to be with me for longer. Forever we walk, and forever she continues stepping on my heels, and all i can think is how I could have possibly allowed her to follow me. Away with you! I cried, I want you here no longer! But she just smiles at me and follows, no matter what i do.
The exit came so early, and insanity had frowned, she said oh well, and shot herself. Alas poor insanity, I knew her well. The man in white picked me up, and then he said, good job little mouse, you made it out! And then what happened, I was so happy, he handed to me my delicious cheese.
before anyone says anything, it's philosophy damn it! A story packed so full of philosophical insight that I had to be a mouse in the story to express it. Ok, so maybe it isn't a good example of philosophy make of it what you will I guess