Content Literature, Poetry slam & proses: "The Manual"
The Manual So there we were in a state of comfort. You asked: Is there where I will stand in the next 10 years? Is this what absolute comfort feels like? Is this when I should sit on my laurels? This is safe. And so you rested. So here we are in a state of dreadful angst. You ask: Is it premeditated? Is this a harbinger of something malignant? Is this a precursor to better things? This is safe. And so you dread. So here we go in a state of unsurety. You ask: Is this what the manual says? Is this leading us to somewhere certain? Is this the way? This is safe. And so you go. So here's how it is: We ponder upon the malignancy & the benignancy in an existence we do not fully know. It could be the end of a beginning. It could be the beginning of an end. It could be your usual cold & dewy morning where you have your usual hot & moreish caffeine fix. There is no yellow page in this existence. There
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