Robert, yearning for an ordinary first day of school, stumbles with a new mysterious kid who will change the course of his life

This is a brief lore to set up the start of the story, as it highlights a brief origin of the meliorates.

Romantic poem. Wondering what it feel like being loved unconditionally and unapologetically. Hope you enjoy . Weekly posts

The main protagonist awakens in a shifty looking hotel room, not knowing where he is or who he is, but he knows he has a job and its to save this world.

The collision between me and you We are all just expressions of one another creating and recreating into something much more beautiful A person, a common cause walking in the sand to an unknown destination, leaving something for the next to find. Carrying allegories and miniature mole hills that look gigantic from the road, so gigantic that we cannot see the street. Blinding lights from the amusement park seem to stop you in your tracks before the delusion pollutes your mind and you take a ride on the white wooden rollercoaster because it feels like freedom. I say carry me to the cool waters so that I can breathe, plant me on shore and watch the colossal amounts of water accumulate.

Do you like brand new attractions? Tired of these Humans? Buy tickets for this cycles arena fight and see what entertainment these beasts can bring.

A presence that has never spoken finds a way to press meaning directly into the narrator’s mind — not words, not sound, but something far more intimate. By the time the clock trembles again, the narrator realizes the truth: They’re no longer just being watched. They’re being answered.

The “Drinking” Mechanism Consuming beverages of any kind, in an instant, or a routined fashion, depending on what they are can be dangerous. Let's start with water, water being a most basic need for life on Earth. We need water to survive. It doesn't do anything to harm your body, on a normal consumption rate assuming it is drinkable water, unless you drown in it. So too much of anything is bad for you? Caffeine Beverages, consuming on a daily basis, can have you wired and potentially lead to body crash from the energy high, or a myocardial infarction with excessive use depending on the person consuming. Looking in the other direction, Alcoholic beverages, consuming alcohol, slows heart rate, has multiple depletive attributes to the body if consumed excessively, in conclusion the “drinking” mechanism an innocent preconditioning that we have learned from the time of birth, because of basic needs, is not to blame, or is it? coupling rapid oral consumption with a simulative substance.

After the clock reached 3:12, the world began to answer in ways that were almost polite — a series of small, deliberate replies that felt like someone learning how to speak through objects.

Keep going, keep pushing, you have to do more. To be the best means you never rest until death.. Enjoy!

Lemonade I hang out on dry land, for a while, clasping my ice cold lemonade. I pour it into the grass and walk away, Running to Starbucks for a pumpkin spice latte. The leaves are falling and the twisty Turning road that leads to my aunt's house, In sharps chapel is changing very fast. Walking up the main road opening. I close my eyes and it begins to rain. I hold my hand out.Then I look down at my feet, at my galoshes. I take off my galoshes on the porch. And watch the white bunny hanging out in the green grape vines, and I take a grape from the vine and taste the bitter sweet.

Crazy He turns away from me. laying on the left side of my bed. I close my eyes, and I imagine a hot tea. Standing from the bedside. I place my hand on my heart to feel it beating in my chest. And I think of you most beautiful when the rain is closing in and the windows are shut. We lay together in my mind and when the sun begins to rise and the heat lightning moves in the opposite direction. I will still be thinking about it. placing my hand over my heart again. Two heart palpitations and the glow of the ferris wheel.

The Light Tower The black of night cloaks me taking my pain in the evening. The stars twinkle just a little and the light that sheds from my boat ends when the darkness begins. Burning through the darkness, no wind. No wave, I can see a speck from the shore line. The speck grows as I move towards it. Closer and closer the light becomes bigger. I can see it circling from the top of the light tower, brilliantly moving with an unbreakable rhythm. The Beat of the circadian life that never sleeps, sparks my life force as I hurry to its light , leaving an Invisible trail behind me, of black.

Our Second Beginning Beneath the Same Moon (Chapters 1–5) In the opening chapters of Our Second Beginning Beneath the Same Moon, love is no longer soft or simple — it is strained, bruised, and standing at a crossroads. Gigi and Cameron return to the place where their story once began, beneath the same silver moon that witnessed their first promises. But time, pride, and betrayal have changed them both. Old wounds resurface in quiet glances and unfinished sentences. Cameron’s remorse feels real — but Gigi has learned the hard way that regret and transformation are not the same. As memories of who they used to be collide with the fragile people they are now, both must confront an uncomfortable truth: love doesn’t survive on history alone.

Our Second Beginning Beneath the Same Moon (Chapters 1–5) In the opening chapters of Our Second Beginning Beneath the Same Moon, love is no longer soft or simple — it is strained, bruised, and standing at a crossroads. Gigi and Cameron return to the place where their story once began, beneath the same silver moon that witnessed their first promises. But time, pride, and betrayal have changed them both. Old wounds resurface in quiet glances and unfinished sentences. Cameron’s remorse feels real — but Gigi has learned the hard way that regret and transformation are not the same. As memories of who they used to be collide with the fragile people they are now, both must confront an uncomfortable truth: love doesn’t survive on history alone.

Our Second Beginning Beneath the Same Moon (Chapters 1–5) In the opening chapters of Our Second Beginning Beneath the Same Moon, love is no longer soft or simple — it is strained, bruised, and standing at a crossroads. Gigi and Cameron return to the place where their story once began, beneath the same silver moon that witnessed their first promises. But time, pride, and betrayal have changed them both. Old wounds resurface in quiet glances and unfinished sentences. Cameron’s remorse feels real — but Gigi has learned the hard way that regret and transformation are not the same. As memories of who they used to be collide with the fragile people they are now, both must confront an uncomfortable truth: love doesn’t survive on history alone.

Our Second Beginning Beneath the Same Moon (Chapters 1–5) In the opening chapters of Our Second Beginning Beneath the Same Moon, love is no longer soft or simple — it is strained, bruised, and standing at a crossroads. Gigi and Cameron return to the place where their story once began, beneath the same silver moon that witnessed their first promises. But time, pride, and betrayal have changed them both. Old wounds resurface in quiet glances and unfinished sentences. Cameron’s remorse feels real — but Gigi has learned the hard way that regret and transformation are not the same. As memories of who they used to be collide with the fragile people they are now, both must confront an uncomfortable truth: love doesn’t survive on history alone.

The Cochlea of the Sea The Sea it calls to me, It rings through the land pulsing light to every corner of the the earth, pulling and releasing water from its Reservoir. With each vessel we are connected. The oceans ring eclipses these vessels giving each one new life. Each sound producing the oceans roar. One vessel after another tumbles to shore, collecting sound, feeding the almighty. The cochlea breathes in the depth and listens for the people sounds and the sounds of the Earth, collecting energy, maintaining a vigorous beat. The massive collection can hear the sun radiating even from such a great distance, its collision will be honored as the center of the universe, creating warmth for the ocean to manifest, producing so many lives.

In the opening chapters of Our Second Beginning Beneath the Same Moon, love is no longer soft or simple — it is strained, bruised, and standing at a crossroads. Gigi and Cameron return to the place where their story once began, beneath the same silver moon that witnessed their first promises. But time, pride, and betrayal have changed them both. Old wounds resurface in quiet glances and unfinished sentences. Cameron’s remorse feels real — but Gigi has learned the hard way that regret and transformation are not the same. As memories of who they used to be collide with the fragile people they are now, both must confront an uncomfortable truth: love doesn’t survive on history alone. These early chapters explore repentance, guarded hope, and the terrifying vulnerability of trying again. Beneath moonlit skies and heavy silence, they begin to ask the question neither of them can avoid — is this truly a second beginning… or just the echo of something that already ended?

Black tie Your black tie matches the night, lighting a match. I put it out with my fingers as I walk across Marion Square. We don't want to light the grass on fire even though we already have. But never taking the stars for granted. I kiss you, pulling your lips to mine with both hands. We never made it to the restaurant, but stumbling on the dessert bar on Market Street, grabbing my face with your hands and pulling in, enjoying my cherry red lips. I brush my hair with my hand across to my right shoulder. A light glare from a car outside illuminates the glass window fronting the dessert bar. Lighting your face through the glass. I see your light blue eyes. I see you staring in.