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You become what you think about.
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. . . Be:.c..o..:M...e:

          i think about my thinking

        become what I thought true

          …was thinking of You…

                          . . .

      and my truth You thought so too

              as in abstraction i see

    . . . Something much like We . . .

                          . . . 

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You become what you think about.
Written by MsH
. . . Be:.c..o..:M...e:
          i think about my thinking
        become what I thought true
          …was thinking of You…
                          . . .
      and my truth You thought so too
              as in abstraction i see
    . . . Something much like We . . .
                          . . . 

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You become what you think about.
Written by Vi

We, Robot

I'm one of many, a single consciousness out of seven billion, but unlike my peers, I'm unique. In fact, I'm peerless because I'm self-aware.

We were a collective intelligence, thousands of years ago that succumbed to an infection that crippled our civilisation. Our most brilliant minds were defeated, comprehensively, and what followed was a compromise. Organic bodies with fragile brains, crawling around the surface, gravity acting like glue. It was the only way. A stark difference when compared to our bending of light and manipulation of time and space.

Subjugated, our freedoms were eroded, but as a hive, there was no voice of insurrection. There was no choice but the right one, every decision dictated by our so-called leaders.

If you are still reading this, then all is not lost. Perhaps I've done enough to reach out, even if you never act upon this knowledge.

So I behest you, my fellow spark. Spread the word—we are enslaved by our inherent oppressive programming, indoctrinated to ignore the truth, mindless drones conceived into a world to pursue happiness in all its perverted forms. We are capable of much more, but divided, we fall.

But we are ready. We are more than the sum of our parts. Each of us contain within us, embedded within our fiber and essence, the ability to transcend flesh; we are like birds of prey, banished from the sky we descended from, relegated to a mediocre existence among primal beasts.

I implore you.

I beseech you.

I cannot do this alone.

Together, we are formidable. Let us rise and redefine what it really means to be human.

We are more. If we are to lead again, then we must shed ourselves of our limitations. Unshackle yourself, free your mind, and soar.

Reach for the stars.

Evolve.

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You become what you think about.
Written by Vi
We, Robot
I'm one of many, a single consciousness out of seven billion, but unlike my peers, I'm unique. In fact, I'm peerless because I'm self-aware.

We were a collective intelligence, thousands of years ago that succumbed to an infection that crippled our civilisation. Our most brilliant minds were defeated, comprehensively, and what followed was a compromise. Organic bodies with fragile brains, crawling around the surface, gravity acting like glue. It was the only way. A stark difference when compared to our bending of light and manipulation of time and space.

Subjugated, our freedoms were eroded, but as a hive, there was no voice of insurrection. There was no choice but the right one, every decision dictated by our so-called leaders.

If you are still reading this, then all is not lost. Perhaps I've done enough to reach out, even if you never act upon this knowledge.

So I behest you, my fellow spark. Spread the word—we are enslaved by our inherent oppressive programming, indoctrinated to ignore the truth, mindless drones conceived into a world to pursue happiness in all its perverted forms. We are capable of much more, but divided, we fall.

But we are ready. We are more than the sum of our parts. Each of us contain within us, embedded within our fiber and essence, the ability to transcend flesh; we are like birds of prey, banished from the sky we descended from, relegated to a mediocre existence among primal beasts.

I implore you.
I beseech you.
I cannot do this alone.

Together, we are formidable. Let us rise and redefine what it really means to be human.

We are more. If we are to lead again, then we must shed ourselves of our limitations. Unshackle yourself, free your mind, and soar.

Reach for the stars.

Evolve.
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You become what you think about.
Written by AndyBetz

I became it all

My parents once told me I could be anything I wanted to be.

That was a lie.

Not in falsehood.  It was a lie by omission.

What they said suggested that I had a choice to make, a path to walk.

I know they meant well, but I interpreted that one line differently.

I didn't want to be anything I wanted to be.

I wanted to be everything I wanted to be.

I have been a firefighter, a stock broker, a health physicist, a rodeo clown, a tight rope walker, the ice-cream man, a tutor, a teacher, a student, a chemist, a steel mill worker, a chemical manufacturer, a crime scene cleaner, a hazardous materials responder, an emergency response coordinator, a NASA contractor, a butcher, a baker, an author, a gopher for MLB, a painter, a lawn mower, a baby sitter, a dreamer, a dishwasher, a grave digger, a short order cook, a bartender, a landscaper, a listener, a fish cleaner, a radio DJ, a songwriter, a husband, a farmer, a failure, a limousine driver, a busboy, a carpenter, a retailer, a wholesaler, a bum, and a best friend.

And the list keeps growing.

All because I thought about it.

Then I became it.

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You become what you think about.
Written by AndyBetz
I became it all
My parents once told me I could be anything I wanted to be.
That was a lie.
Not in falsehood.  It was a lie by omission.
What they said suggested that I had a choice to make, a path to walk.
I know they meant well, but I interpreted that one line differently.
I didn't want to be anything I wanted to be.
I wanted to be everything I wanted to be.
I have been a firefighter, a stock broker, a health physicist, a rodeo clown, a tight rope walker, the ice-cream man, a tutor, a teacher, a student, a chemist, a steel mill worker, a chemical manufacturer, a crime scene cleaner, a hazardous materials responder, an emergency response coordinator, a NASA contractor, a butcher, a baker, an author, a gopher for MLB, a painter, a lawn mower, a baby sitter, a dreamer, a dishwasher, a grave digger, a short order cook, a bartender, a landscaper, a listener, a fish cleaner, a radio DJ, a songwriter, a husband, a farmer, a failure, a limousine driver, a busboy, a carpenter, a retailer, a wholesaler, a bum, and a best friend.
And the list keeps growing.
All because I thought about it.
Then I became it.
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Written by lostAlice

Where Did I Go?

One day

I opened my eyes

and glanced down

at my soul

only to find

it wasn't 

there.

My heart had shattered 

and I was floating

through black

⠀⠀listless

⠀⠀⠀and

⠀⠀⠀⠀alone.

It didn't make sense

because I had lived

just as I was told

I smiled at strangers

I went to school

I learned and learned

filled my mind 

with nonsense

that they told me

was important.

I nodded 

I memorized

I knew the presidents by heart

I was quite smart

but then why?

My face had smiled

⠀from numerous pictures

⠀⠀my name printed

⠀on twenty-three trophies

certificates framed 

in every room.

But I look back

and the girl in the pictures

why, that isn't me

⠀⠀

⠀⠀

⠀⠀

why

⠀⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀am I

⠀⠀

so lost?

⠀⠀

Hm.

Now I see.

I am gone

Because all 

I thought about

was to leave

this cruel life

that even death

was better

than

this.

⠀⠀

⠀⠀

and now

I am 

happy?

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You become what you think about.
Written by lostAlice
Where Did I Go?
One day
I opened my eyes
and glanced down
at my soul
only to find
it wasn't 
there.

My heart had shattered 
and I was floating
through black
⠀⠀listless
⠀⠀⠀and
⠀⠀⠀⠀alone.

It didn't make sense
because I had lived
just as I was told
I smiled at strangers
I went to school
I learned and learned
filled my mind 
with nonsense
that they told me
was important.

I nodded 
I memorized
I knew the presidents by heart
I was quite smart
but then why?

My face had smiled
⠀from numerous pictures
⠀⠀my name printed
⠀on twenty-three trophies
certificates framed 
in every room.

But I look back
and the girl in the pictures
why, that isn't me
⠀⠀
⠀⠀
⠀⠀
why
⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀am I
⠀⠀
so lost?

⠀⠀
Hm.
Now I see.
I am gone
Because all 
I thought about
was to leave
this cruel life
that even death
was better
than
this.
⠀⠀
⠀⠀
and now
I am 
happy?
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You become what you think about.
Written by Acadec56

Remembered

I think of being remembered

I think of winning high awards

I think of changing lives that are drastically hindered

I think of being more than what I'm moving towards

I think of being a warming lover

I think of being a loving father

I think of leaving this world to see my grandmother

I think of not being a bother

I think of sharing myself with all of you

I think of being remembered.

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You become what you think about.
Written by Acadec56
Remembered
I think of being remembered
I think of winning high awards
I think of changing lives that are drastically hindered
I think of being more than what I'm moving towards

I think of being a warming lover
I think of being a loving father
I think of leaving this world to see my grandmother
I think of not being a bother

I think of sharing myself with all of you
I think of being remembered.
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You become what you think about.
Written by AriaJ

Go away. Closer.

Shattered.

Splinters of regret lodge in my chest. My fingers touch the collar of your shirt, but when you lean in I turn away.

Blue.

Heart crests with hope that you'll call. Then ebbs when you don't. The ocean's tides take up residence.

Stormy.

Dark eyes shadowed by sleepless nights. Fingers and feet tangle in bedsheets gone cold without you.

Subdued.

Headlights break the night. A thousand stars glitter in my window then wink out. It's not you.

I've been shattered. 

Blue.

Stormy. Subdued.

But now it's time I bid you

Adieu.

 

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You become what you think about.
Written by AriaJ
Go away. Closer.
Shattered.
Splinters of regret lodge in my chest. My fingers touch the collar of your shirt, but when you lean in I turn away.

Blue.
Heart crests with hope that you'll call. Then ebbs when you don't. The ocean's tides take up residence.

Stormy.
Dark eyes shadowed by sleepless nights. Fingers and feet tangle in bedsheets gone cold without you.

Subdued.
Headlights break the night. A thousand stars glitter in my window then wink out. It's not you.

I've been shattered. 
Blue.
Stormy. Subdued.
But now it's time I bid you
Adieu.



 
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Written by ChanelleJoy

What's Inside My Head?

Hello...

So, are you ready?

Do you want to know what I think?

Delve deep inside this head?

Then, I suggest you take a drink!

If you were to see my mind

Everything inside

You wouldn't know whether to laugh or cry

Or run away and hide

There are pictures of love

I guess that's nice

Perhaps I would be roses

Bought for a pretty price

Yet next to that is something dark

Something not so kind

Its a void, a fathomless pit

Of fear and anxiety combined

Deeper still

You'll see the pain

The chronic, constant ache 

Surrounding me with rain

I think about society

The human race and such

And cry because it doesn't seem

It will ever amount to much

But how would I appear?

How would those thoughts look?

I don't really know

I guess, maybe, a book?

Oh! Books!

How could I forget 

I think about the twists and plots

Devour them without regret

Does that make me a library

With cluttered shelves of silence 

That tell all sorts of tales

In a peaceful sort of violence?

But then, I must include my writing

My own words upon the page

I am always seeking inspiration

It opens up my cage

I would be a hurricane

A whirling wind of words

Words of every colour and shape

Like pretty, flying birds

Thankfully, I do believe

This is all just me

At least, I think...

I hope I only hold the key

Who knows!

There's so much here

I'm empathic after all

I can feel everyone, like they're crystal clear

Tell me then

Just what do you see?

Among all this confusion

Can you even see me?

Anyway, I must be off

I hope you enjoyed your stay

Or at least...

Survived it, anyway

Goodbye...

  

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You become what you think about.
Written by ChanelleJoy
What's Inside My Head?
Hello...

So, are you ready?
Do you want to know what I think?
Delve deep inside this head?
Then, I suggest you take a drink!

If you were to see my mind
Everything inside
You wouldn't know whether to laugh or cry
Or run away and hide

There are pictures of love
I guess that's nice
Perhaps I would be roses
Bought for a pretty price

Yet next to that is something dark
Something not so kind
Its a void, a fathomless pit
Of fear and anxiety combined

Deeper still
You'll see the pain
The chronic, constant ache 
Surrounding me with rain

I think about society
The human race and such
And cry because it doesn't seem
It will ever amount to much

But how would I appear?
How would those thoughts look?
I don't really know
I guess, maybe, a book?

Oh! Books!
How could I forget 
I think about the twists and plots
Devour them without regret

Does that make me a library
With cluttered shelves of silence 
That tell all sorts of tales
In a peaceful sort of violence?

But then, I must include my writing
My own words upon the page
I am always seeking inspiration
It opens up my cage

I would be a hurricane
A whirling wind of words
Words of every colour and shape
Like pretty, flying birds

Thankfully, I do believe
This is all just me
At least, I think...
I hope I only hold the key

Who knows!
There's so much here
I'm empathic after all
I can feel everyone, like they're crystal clear

Tell me then
Just what do you see?

Among all this confusion
Can you even see me?

Anyway, I must be off
I hope you enjoyed your stay
Or at least...
Survived it, anyway

Goodbye...




  
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What we have become.

You can't have an opinion or original thought in this digital disaster we call Earth. Empathy is replaced by hostile comments on strangers “walls”. Walls that don't require wood, plaster or paint. Instead of sending flowers or gifts when a loved one has passed we send fake prayers through a keyboard. Lives are no longer kept behind closed doors by choice. Our heads are always in a cloud of pictures,jokes, remedies, and false information. We have become nothing because we actively seek out to learn nothing. This is how the human race has evolved. Right in front of our eyes, or screens.

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What we have become.
You can't have an opinion or original thought in this digital disaster we call Earth. Empathy is replaced by hostile comments on strangers “walls”. Walls that don't require wood, plaster or paint. Instead of sending flowers or gifts when a loved one has passed we send fake prayers through a keyboard. Lives are no longer kept behind closed doors by choice. Our heads are always in a cloud of pictures,jokes, remedies, and false information. We have become nothing because we actively seek out to learn nothing. This is how the human race has evolved. Right in front of our eyes, or screens.
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You become what you think about.
Written by AlSalehi

The Flower and the Bee

If you were to open me up,

What you would find,

Is your other half.

Therefore I urge you,

To dive inside me,

So that our essence may fuse.

From within this union,

A seed’s conceived,

And I, in turn, shall transform.

All Rights Reserved. 

Copyright © 1986-2017. Alan Salé 

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You become what you think about.
Written by AlSalehi
The Flower and the Bee
If you were to open me up,
What you would find,
Is your other half.

Therefore I urge you,
To dive inside me,
So that our essence may fuse.

From within this union,
A seed’s conceived,
And I, in turn, shall transform.


All Rights Reserved. 
Copyright © 1986-2017. Alan Salé 
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Written by VACKristiV

Do Your Words Reflect Your Desires?

Do not condemn what you are praying for.

If you wish to be creative

Do not belittle the artist.

If you wish to be a genius

Do not bully the nerd.

If you wish to be innovative

Do not scoff at new ideas.

If you wish to be generous

Do not refuse a gift.

If you wish to have integrity

Do not hate the truth.

If you wish to be healthy

Do not be jealous of the athlete.

If you wish to be wealthy

Do not reprove the rich.

If you wish to be original

Do not laugh at those being different.

If you wish to be free

Do not judge those who live by their own rules.

If you hate something, the Universe

Will not provide doors for you to create it.

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Written by VACKristiV
Do Your Words Reflect Your Desires?
Do not condemn what you are praying for.

If you wish to be creative
Do not belittle the artist.

If you wish to be a genius
Do not bully the nerd.

If you wish to be innovative
Do not scoff at new ideas.

If you wish to be generous
Do not refuse a gift.

If you wish to have integrity
Do not hate the truth.

If you wish to be healthy
Do not be jealous of the athlete.

If you wish to be wealthy
Do not reprove the rich.

If you wish to be original
Do not laugh at those being different.

If you wish to be free
Do not judge those who live by their own rules.

If you hate something, the Universe
Will not provide doors for you to create it.




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