By Bruno Talerico
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Sorry if this is interrupting your sleep,but this is a revolution.Suck it up! You can sleep when you’re dead.Warm inclusive unity.Freedomfrom ancient conditioning.Non-possessive love.Consciousness.Enlightenment.Liberation.A conceptual revolution!Pay attention!Whether achieved through chemistryor non-chemical processes,Altered states enlighten!Secret lessons available to anyonewith a responsible attitude.Okayyou can go back to sleep now.Sweet dreams buttercup.© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 268/365.
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The weight of belief often drags us down,removed from the essence of our days.Gather the fragments,let go of sacred burdens,not in haste to replace what’s lost,to refocus our gaze inward,toward the ordinary.Bless it with the weight of our attention,to witness, in the stillness,holy light revealed in the mundane,to recognize each fragment of existence,as a whisper…
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When I diewill I be dead?If it’s not yes,then it must be no—or something unexpected.© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 266/365.
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Poets don’t often become physicists, but physicists, driven by the incomprehensiblenature of the universe,sometimes find it necessaryto become poets.© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 265/365.
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Without shelter, we stand in daylight. Without clothes, we feel the breeze on our skin. In case you haven’t noticed, it’s a beautiful world out there.© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 264/365.
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crystalline ice flowing beneath azure atmosphere living art painter streaking stroking leisurely creating erasing recreating adapting autumn scented breeze cooling yellowing leaves flutter falling settling insulating brown earth beneath flowing crystalline ice© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 263/365.
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Do dreams alter our identity?Is bedtime a cliffhangerand first awareness the next episode?When I wake tomorrow, will I be myself,or does each sunrise waken a new person?Is sleep a reset?Do we reboot a little differently each time?Is sleep simply a software updateor a brand-new operating system?Is each morning the next page in the same journal,or…
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You have seen days worse than this one,and yet the sun still rosebright and golden the next morning.It may be a bad day,that’s all.© 2025 Bruno TalericoStafford challenge 261/365.
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Humans don’t share; they exploit. the carnal mind overflowswith wanton busyness,with a profusion of materialityHumans have this distressinginnate desire to dominate.Forever trying to “conquer”nature, space,mountains, deserts,insects, bacteria.Their symbols of conquest arethe bulldozer and the rocket.Destructive belching beastraping the earthandphallic projectileblasting the sky.Stop doing dismissive, disconnected shit.Stop rehearsing grievances.Stop dwelling on symptoms.Stop rushing waves of error.Learn…
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Only owls and jackals remainwhere everything has been destroyedLed by the bloated,puffed-up cretinous clown,horny bonobos,in the guise of patriotic christians,ignore good science and fuck (up)everything they touch—Industry and extractionwrestling wealthfrom traumatized earthin the name of progress.The house is afire!Cities around the world are becoming homes for money. Money, crushing everything, erasing neighborhoods and cultures.Neighborhoods, decimated…
Desert Dweller 