A New Night

About unfiltered nights, where gold melts into blue.

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Art of Today

i feel like the art of today attempts to convey a brutally and melancholically realistic emotion. it’s no proposition, no propaganda. it’s pure, absolute and sometimes joyous melancholy. we look at everyday art and think of the truest reality of the artist. we feel so much more for the artist. we do what art really…

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The Cynic and The Surrealist

A talk between the cynic and the surrealist where the cynic likes what the surrealist says.

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Moonlight

Moonlight. Not the moon. Not just yet. I walk on the street. There are buildings. And trees. I dread them in the night. I must’ve shuddered mentally.And I keep walking. And it keeps getting brighter. “Oh God,” I sigh. I don’t know if I want to see it just yet. I like the moonlight. I…

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An illusory irony

A sequence of seeming nothingnesses lasting seemingly short. An illusory irony: And I sit there, watching the sky invert colours from a clear, pastel blue to a splotchy pink, like it’s reversed itself—inside out. And I know what that sky looks like because whenever this happens, I look at it. And I look at it…

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Catharsis

More than being ethical, I’d like to think of honesty as a brilliant means of catharsis. To rid oneself of living with a lie single-handedly beats the guilt staring you in the face. I guarantee you that. I guarantee you the catharsis.

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