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Hedonism, as articulated by thinkers like Epicurus or modern utilitarian’s, prioritizes pleasure as the ultimate good, often encouraging the pursuit of immediate sensory gratification. In the poem, hook-up and porn culture embody this philosophy, reducing sex to a “fleeting minute of plight” driven by “impulsive pleasures and desires.” This relentless chase for instant gratification is

The poem Vultures depict the hook-up and porn culture as reducing sex to a “fleeting minute of plight” resonates deeply with both philosophical and biblical critiques of objectification and alienation. Philosophically, this aligns with existentialist perspectives, such as those of Jean-Paul Sartre and Martin Buber, who argue that objectification—treating others as mere objects for gratification—alienates

The concept of “broken soul ties” in the poem resonates with Martin Buber’s I-Thou philosophy, which champions authentic, mutual relationships where individuals encounter each other as sacred subjects. When soul ties break, it signals a collapse of this I-Thou dynamic, reducing others to mere objects (I-It), fostering isolation and distrust. This erosion of trust, as

From an existentialist perspective, the “perfect cycle of lust” encapsulates humanity’s entanglement with inauthentic desires, a concept deeply explored by philosopher Jean-Paul Sartre. Lust, as depicted in the poem, emerges as a repetitive and ultimately hollow pursuit that diverts individuals from a meaningful existence. Rather than fostering genuine connection or love, it ensnares the speaker

I’m constantly inspired by Daniel 1:20, where one man’s wisdom shone ten times brighter than his peers, as I strive to grow 10x better every single day. This isn’t just about sharpening my skills or building mental resilience—it’s about carving my own path to personal growth and self-discovery. Is it wrong, as Sade might sing,

The First Tread From “Behind These Versace Glasses” (Poem)” . Becoming the Barbaric King: A Poem of Prophecy, Guilt, and 2 Kings 8:13 (Poem)… I sit with my poem, its words like scars I can’t ignore, trying to understand how I became the man I am. Writing this poem about prophecy and transformation felt like