Benjamin Arthur Robinson - Author
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This jealousy

This jealousy, this bitterness, where does it come from? He shrugs his shoulders, and she points the gun. And he says, “This jealousy, this bitterness from where does it come?” But he gets no answer, and still, she points the gun. And he steps back and there are no words, and she, she just pulls […]

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This is

The day is nearly done, this is nearly done, and after wrestling with my thoughts, this is nearly won, the final push at the setting of the sun, a day spent reading, writing, and researching, and it is a beautiful thing to dive into language, and create such works, such works that in your heart […]

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This is the therapy

Society, the future, no time for time, no time for people, untrusting, unfriendly and more fast paced, than you can ever imagine, and with barely anyone to talk to, only robot therapy, yes, this is the therapy, take it or leave it, this is the therapy, and you will believe you will like it, and […]

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This is the final countdown

This is the final countdown, the end, a time spent in such a state that I cannot placate, the feelings of loss, the feelings of suffering, as if being crucified upon a cross, and here I am, wondering why we have come to this, wondering why we are saying goodbye to each other, now, I […]

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This is no time

This is no time, this is no place, this is no time for complacency, this disease, it could be the end of the human race, yes, this is no time, yes, this is no place, no time to be thoughtless, no time to be selfish, no time to ignore others space, yes, this is no […]

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This is an age

This is an age, is it not, an age that mostly should be forget, an age that should be forgot, because of the wars that we wage, wars upon each other with the modern weapons of the age, wars upon common sense and logic, wars of intolerance, racism and sexism, and ignorance, and intolerance and […]

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This fragile beauty

This fragile beauty, this fragile beauty of flowers and plants, these delicate wonders beside the water, how the light gently falls upon them, and how sombre the shadows, the shadows that the sun does cast, and how powerful the sun, and how beautiful the light that sparkles upon the water, and how gloriously the light […]

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This fantasy

This fantasy, this fantasy that we will all ever agree, it most likely will not be, for we seem to be educated, but we cannot seem to be all educated, at the same time with civility, and it is a shame, it is a shame that this never seems to be, because we have everything […]

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This emptiness

This emptiness, this empty feeling inside, this empty feeling in the mind, this lonely heart, this lonely heart who is closed, and suffocated and void of anything, and who has no wish to talk to anyone, it is not me, but it is a shell of me, a shell of me and half a person, […]

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This disease

Gossip on the TV, gossip in the chat magazines. Oh, this horrible disease, this illness, that society breeds, the awful need to know everything, the need to gossip, the need to intrude on people’s lives, and what great abuse it brings, yes, it is a terrible thing, this a sickness, a sickness caused by lack […]

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