http://slow.writerscafe.org/MarleyMan The original writings of author Jules en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776018866 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15        everything is about being vertical. its never about being horizontal.                                      &.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarleyMan/697272/ Motion.Everything seems to go around in cycles.  Even in an immense moment of music and color and heat,I can see the wake bulging, the fingers picking,the wings waving, and her eyes smiling.I feel addicted.  But in this state I see things differently.  Moments freeze.  I notice s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarleyMan/692458/ I'mthat guy who walks into a store and sits down waiting for service.  I then notice a picture frame resting under a plant out of any real view.At first candid glancethere are many a signature sprayed across and stamped certification onwhat's been put on display.Suddenly,ALl of a sudden,no,on a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarleyMan/542187/ Havent had a shower in a week.I'm sick but I smoke to f**k up my voice.I listen to music all the time to make me feel right.but my words are cliche!and i hate them. i just want to artfully show myself to myself.and weepat least once from my owncreationI sleep on foam, ash and dustfro.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarleyMan/523648/ Such a smell.its the end of a whole different world.Vodka and cigarettesand the aristocratic scent of havanas.sweet and sour salivafrom a, now, woman, apparently.You're either in or notthe in, decadence in a natural plethora of feelingsthe young hedonists against the nefarious syndic.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarleyMan/472871/ I must flutter beside her soonAnd hold her tightBecause a love is constant, able to outlivejust as the moon.there are arguesthat night's light is not eternaland that the feeling of loveas constant is for fools.But by experiencing precious loveit is different thoughtsand I will fl.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarleyMan/403063/ Everybody waiting, noin a group (,) gatheringEverybody feelin', yathe pictures meltin'. You bring another Versailles in betweenconsequences beingeverybody sufferspeople stop breathing. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarleyMan/382753/ I was getting ready for a warm shower.  In our house the bathroom is damn small and I was trying to navigate around in it without feeling oppressed by the walls.   The door can't lock which gives you a feeling that anyone can enter at any time and devour you.  There is only one s.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarleyMan/378534/ http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarleyMan/378533/ So the character will not deceive h(H)im on the way to glory...And once said in the gutter of society he came, unnerved and unaltered in his vision of human kind so that, one day, he did come...In our way, it seemed that it did not end in our time, we felt it and saw it with our own eyes as kindly a.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarleyMan/375146/ Yesterday a dead guy tapped me on the shoulder and said "Hello.""Nineteen Eighty Four!", he said, "Nineteen Eighty Four!"I smiled and blushed and said I didn't know why wouldn't he let me go. I assure you, I'm innocent of knowledgethat would tell m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarleyMan/364141/ Wealth is a life...Simplicity is a life...Beauty is a life...Anything and everything is a life...But these are all livings, none let you live! With one exception: love lets you live. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarleyMan/346100/ Hold to it.Doesn't it feel like sunshine?After all the immensityI made you mine. You went offI didn't wish it.Didn't it beat your heart?There was only future and no enough. And when the sky glows redas if the blood surges to your facewhen those likely lipsreach gr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MarleyMan/346097/ The ghastly ghosts behind them,Dark deaths noiselessly closing in, monsters.A child amongst children screaming,naked to the bone,burned by...napalm?!Like a f*****g gel that sticks to the tissueuntil it is exhausted. 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