http://slow.writerscafe.org/InvokedManiac The original writings of author Invoked.Maniac en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776042776 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I've seen them working. I've watched as their seemingly innocent eyes twitch.Like daggers piercing sand, or water plopping through air, they slice and fly through minds.They leave no trace of past, it is only in present that you can catch them working.Levers pulled and strings tied, they revel in th.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/InvokedManiac/1504194/ I thought about you today.It had been months since you've crossed my mind, and it was today that you found your way back in.How is it, that you always find a way to make me smile, in the saddest of ways?How do you always find your way back, when I've done my best to eradicate any and every memory of.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/InvokedManiac/1502371/ I walked back alone in the cold darkness of this place.I sat for a bit in that brightly lit room, searching for anything that I could say to you.The look on your face was one I've seen before. It was annoyance, I've become a pest to you, a splinter in your side.Does it make it more terrible that I w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/InvokedManiac/1344743/ You would think that you'd remember being here.You would think that you'd remember what to do, where to go, what was going to happen, but you don't.The trees green with moss, the sky a deep, dark, endless blue. You're running, you're running for your life, but you have no idea what you're running fr.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/InvokedManiac/1338664/ If I could, I would take it all back. Rewind, renew, all that wishing bullshit. I would be good to you, we wouldn't have fought all those times, we would fight the world together. I wouldn't have turned on you for such idiotic reasons, I would do everything in my power to make sure that you knew how.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/InvokedManiac/1299928/ If you read this, make sure to think of it as a conversation. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/InvokedManiac/1299677/ A quiet argument within me http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/InvokedManiac/1299219/ The world goes to sleep at about two in the morning. I only know this because I work through the night. When the sun sets, it begins. Children with good family relationships eat their dinners and they start their routine of getting ready for bed. Animals begin to calm, and the nocturnal begin t.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/InvokedManiac/1298712/ There are parts of the day that I feel a bit off, As if something is missing, or I am forgettingI watch as my hours roll into my weeks, my sunrises hidden by almost dead sleep. I sit and watch myself work into the ground. Seven feet should be enough, but I will keep digging, just for the hell of it... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/InvokedManiac/1298445/ Thestars are apparent, but they are not our own. As Ipush myself deeper into my meditation, I see them clearly. Electricblues and shades of violet shimmering like jewels. I want to be here,I want to be in this place where I am weightless.I am weightlesshere. Mists of chaotic power and .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/InvokedManiac/1297713/ If there was anything that I'd done tocause this attraction, I believe I would have noticed it. The onlyexplanation for her unwillingness to leave me would be madness. She'sinsane, I know it.  Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to get awayfrom her. That's a lie, I amtry.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/InvokedManiac/1297697/ Don’t get distracted. Don’t getdistracted... So, this is the beginning. I guess that it would becustomary to let you into the world that I have created here.. I likethat. Literature is the creation of worlds!It seems like one ofthose cheesy sayings, like: Music is what feeli.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/InvokedManiac/1297688/