There is a certain kind of person that feeds on your pity. They never stop.

“If there was less sympathy in the world, there would be less trouble in the world. It is much more easy to have sympathy with suffering than it is to have sympathy with thought. There is something very morbid about modern sympathy with pain.” — Oscar Wilde

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Everyone you’ve ever laid on eyes knows what it’s like to bleed.

Everyone in existence came hurtling into reality screaming, the warmth of their amniotic sac broken, their face hitting the cold air and the hard brush of light and noise.

Everyone in existence has either gotten horribly sick, had someone they loved…


It’s not as complicated as you think it is.

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Imagine that your mother was a witch.

And her mother was a witch. And her mother that came before her. Since you were an infant you’d been raised in the witch’s bog, in the black quartz huts that hung underneath kudzu, camouflaged by moss. Your mother tucked magic herbs into your swaddling wrap and bathed you in the moonlight. You were blessed by gods both beautiful and monstrous. Their pendants hung off the edge of your cradle and their ruins were carved into your toys.

Your first word was not “Dada” or “Mama” but a broken piece of a dark…


What ghosts, Ouija boards, and demons teach us about what it means to be human.

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I’ve often craved for the unreal to be real.

I used to go to Barnes & Noble every week, back when e-books couldn’t be immediately downloaded to your devices. While I was there I got a couple paperbacks, and then usually ended up grabbing a copy of either The Fortean Times or Skeptic magazine. I devoured the stories of alien abductions, spontaneous combustions, stigmata, men in trench coats that claimed to have escaped ‘The Matrix,’ werewolves, and ghost hunts.

And then later I found hidden and derelict message boards online, like unsolved-mysteries.com, devoted to paranormal sightings, out of body experiences…


I only wore red when I wanted my teeth broken.

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I only wore red when I wanted my teeth broken. When I wanted to become unrecognizable to myself. I slunk to the mirror with my tears beaming in the fluorescent bathroom lights, but by the time I finished transforming I bared my fangs at the new woman in the reflection. My mousy brown hair was replaced with an ice blonde wig, my eyes slashed with smoky eye-shadow and fake lashes. The veins in my neck popped as I practiced my new rage.

I put on a red dress and red…


We don’t need to escape into fantasy to make our lives feel exciting.

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“The more clearly we can focus our attention on the wonders and realities of the universe about us, the less taste we shall have for destruction.” ― Rachel Carson

“The more clearly we can focus our attention on the wonders and realities of the universe about us, the less taste we shall have for destruction.” ― Rachel Carson

I’ve often craved for the unreal to be real.

I used to go to Barnes & Noble every week, back when e-books couldn’t be immediately downloaded to your devices…


The trolls of the Internet serve an important function in our society

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“One must still have chaos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star.” — Friedrich Nietzsche

The word edgelord was first added to Urban Dictionary in 2015. An edgelord is “someone on an internet forum who deliberately talks about controversial, offensive, taboo, or nihilistic subjects in order to shock other users in an effort to appear cool, or edgy.”

But edgelords have been around a lot longer than 2015. Most of us probably remember the kids in high school that wore all black, used…


“Man is not what he thinks he is, he is what he hides.” ― André Malraux

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I have the answers if only people would listen to me

You probably don’t have all the answers.

You probably don’t even understand the problem you’re trying to solve half as well as you think you do.

Whether these ‘answers’ be political/religious/ideological, they only seem “obvious” to you because of your life experience, education, friend groups, knowledge, and your level of intelligence. Human life is complicated, and society is even more complicated. …


Determine what category of writer you are, and which category you want to be in.

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Wherever you are in your writing career, self-reflection and the ability to change course is always a useful vehicle for improvement. I ran across some notes I’d written to myself a few years, lifted and repurposed from an ACT therapist’s manual about the different categorizations of therapists. The manual asked the reader to imagine that choosing which category they wanted to be in (Good, Very Good, or Excellent) was as easy as selecting items off a menu.

I used the same idea to create different categories of writers and to help me determine how I could get where I wanted…


If you’re talking about free will, you may be having the wrong conversation.

Human ego and drunk poets have ruined the powerful concept of soul and turned it into a flowery notion.

Your character (body-mind) can function on its own. Soul doesn’t do anything. It just witnesses what the character does. The character would go on as per its script even if your soul weren’t here to witness it.”
― Shunya

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I get bored when people talk about free will.

Arguing about the existence of free will seemed like a way to pass the time at dinner. …


“Fear is a phoenix. You can watch it burn a thousand times and still it will return.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

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I am always afraid.

I’m a neurotic personality type prone to fits of 4 a.m. abyss-staring and terrified searches through WebMD because I think a random cough might mean that I have the Bubonic plague or tiny rats are breeding inside my ribcage.

As a child I was never taught how to properly manage my neuroticism and so it became crippling fear, social anxiety, and agoraphobia. But in my adult life I’ve learned ways to manage my neuroticism and stress, and recognize when it’s getting out of hand. …

Autumn Christian

I write about writing, existential horrors, love, and what it means to be human. teachrobotslove.com/newsletter

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