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The First Tread from “Leave Me Alone II” “Triumph Over Circumstance: Stoicism Fuels My Soul” When I say, “This system can’t kill my vibe,” I’m claiming a strength that runs deeper than the chaos around me. The system—be it the 9-to-5 grind, societal pressure, or life’s relentless demands—tries to crush me, but I stand firm.
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The Hypocrisy…(Poem) Description In this poem, I’m reflecting on my own journey with a mix of confidence and self-awareness. I start by admitting that I’ve got a clear grasp of who I am—plenty of understanding about myself—and I’m upfront about the fact that I don’t see myself as the best-looking guy you’d spot wandering around
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Fiend…(Poem) Description I find myself drawn to this blazing force within me—my “fiery fire”—a restless, burning energy that I crave to awaken fully. It’s as if I’m seeking to dissolve the frost encasing my heart, a coldness I’ve carried too long, tucked away in a place I call the “void less dark.” That phrase feels
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Ignite…(Poem) Description I find myself drawn to this blazing force within me—my “fiery fire”—a restless, burning energy that I crave to awaken fully. It’s as if I’m seeking to dissolve the frost encasing my heart, a coldness I’ve carried too long, tucked away in a place I call the “void less dark.” That phrase feels
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The Sixth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Virginity as a Gift: Building Integrity for My Future Wife” “One DM from a girl resembling Vanity… My sex drive is packaged as a gift for my future wifey.” That’s the line I walk—a fleeting temptation in my inbox, a spark that could ignite my sex drive, yet a
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The Fifth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “I’m one swipe away from fulfilling my sexual appetite, but letting God take control keeps my soul from going wild.” That’s the edge I live on every day—a single flick of my finger could unravel everything I’ve built, yet I choose to hold
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The Fourth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “Day and night, listening to the words of the wise keeps my lust deprived.” That’s my shield, my rhythm, my way of holding steady in a world that’s always trying to pull me off course. Lust isn’t just a fleeting urge—it’s a force
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The third Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Battling Lust: Protecting My Eternal Sunshine in a Lustful World “ “Each day, I battle this lustful world, keeping it from blinding my eternal sunshine.” That’s the rhythm of my life—a constant push and pull against a tide of temptation that threatens to dim what matters most. This isn’t
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The Second Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Purpose Over Pleasure: How I Stay Focused on Life’s Court Like A.C. Green” “Call me A.C. Green—I’m focused on the court of life, avoiding distractions and pleasures that give birth to strife.” That’s my mantra, my way of navigating a world that constantly pulls me in a hundred directions.
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The First Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Why I’m Still a Virgin: The Journey of Self-Refinement in a Tempting World” In a world saturated with temptation, the decision to remain a virgin isn’t a simple checkbox on life’s to-do list—it’s a journey, a deliberate choice that evolves with every passing day. “Day by day, I grow
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The First Tread from “Leave Me Alone II” “Triumph Over Circumstance: Stoicism Fuels My Soul” When I say, “This system can’t kill my vibe,” I’m claiming a strength that runs deeper than the chaos around me. The system—be it the 9-to-5 grind, societal pressure, or life’s relentless demands—tries to crush me, but I stand firm.
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The Hypocrisy…(Poem) Description In this poem, I’m reflecting on my own journey with a mix of confidence and self-awareness. I start by admitting that I’ve got a clear grasp of who I am—plenty of understanding about myself—and I’m upfront about the fact that I don’t see myself as the best-looking guy you’d spot wandering around
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Fiend…(Poem) Description I find myself drawn to this blazing force within me—my “fiery fire”—a restless, burning energy that I crave to awaken fully. It’s as if I’m seeking to dissolve the frost encasing my heart, a coldness I’ve carried too long, tucked away in a place I call the “void less dark.” That phrase feels
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Ignite…(Poem) Description I find myself drawn to this blazing force within me—my “fiery fire”—a restless, burning energy that I crave to awaken fully. It’s as if I’m seeking to dissolve the frost encasing my heart, a coldness I’ve carried too long, tucked away in a place I call the “void less dark.” That phrase feels
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The Sixth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Virginity as a Gift: Building Integrity for My Future Wife” “One DM from a girl resembling Vanity… My sex drive is packaged as a gift for my future wifey.” That’s the line I walk—a fleeting temptation in my inbox, a spark that could ignite my sex drive, yet a
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The Fifth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “I’m one swipe away from fulfilling my sexual appetite, but letting God take control keeps my soul from going wild.” That’s the edge I live on every day—a single flick of my finger could unravel everything I’ve built, yet I choose to hold
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The Fourth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “Day and night, listening to the words of the wise keeps my lust deprived.” That’s my shield, my rhythm, my way of holding steady in a world that’s always trying to pull me off course. Lust isn’t just a fleeting urge—it’s a force
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The third Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Battling Lust: Protecting My Eternal Sunshine in a Lustful World “ “Each day, I battle this lustful world, keeping it from blinding my eternal sunshine.” That’s the rhythm of my life—a constant push and pull against a tide of temptation that threatens to dim what matters most. This isn’t
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The Second Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Purpose Over Pleasure: How I Stay Focused on Life’s Court Like A.C. Green” “Call me A.C. Green—I’m focused on the court of life, avoiding distractions and pleasures that give birth to strife.” That’s my mantra, my way of navigating a world that constantly pulls me in a hundred directions.
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The First Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Why I’m Still a Virgin: The Journey of Self-Refinement in a Tempting World” In a world saturated with temptation, the decision to remain a virgin isn’t a simple checkbox on life’s to-do list—it’s a journey, a deliberate choice that evolves with every passing day. “Day by day, I grow
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The First Tread from “Leave Me Alone II” “Triumph Over Circumstance: Stoicism Fuels My Soul” When I say, “This system can’t kill my vibe,” I’m claiming a strength that runs deeper than the chaos around me. The system—be it the 9-to-5 grind, societal pressure, or life’s relentless demands—tries to crush me, but I stand firm.
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The Hypocrisy…(Poem) Description In this poem, I’m reflecting on my own journey with a mix of confidence and self-awareness. I start by admitting that I’ve got a clear grasp of who I am—plenty of understanding about myself—and I’m upfront about the fact that I don’t see myself as the best-looking guy you’d spot wandering around
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Fiend…(Poem) Description I find myself drawn to this blazing force within me—my “fiery fire”—a restless, burning energy that I crave to awaken fully. It’s as if I’m seeking to dissolve the frost encasing my heart, a coldness I’ve carried too long, tucked away in a place I call the “void less dark.” That phrase feels
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Ignite…(Poem) Description I find myself drawn to this blazing force within me—my “fiery fire”—a restless, burning energy that I crave to awaken fully. It’s as if I’m seeking to dissolve the frost encasing my heart, a coldness I’ve carried too long, tucked away in a place I call the “void less dark.” That phrase feels
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The Sixth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Virginity as a Gift: Building Integrity for My Future Wife” “One DM from a girl resembling Vanity… My sex drive is packaged as a gift for my future wifey.” That’s the line I walk—a fleeting temptation in my inbox, a spark that could ignite my sex drive, yet a
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The Fifth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “I’m one swipe away from fulfilling my sexual appetite, but letting God take control keeps my soul from going wild.” That’s the edge I live on every day—a single flick of my finger could unravel everything I’ve built, yet I choose to hold
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The Fourth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “Day and night, listening to the words of the wise keeps my lust deprived.” That’s my shield, my rhythm, my way of holding steady in a world that’s always trying to pull me off course. Lust isn’t just a fleeting urge—it’s a force
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The third Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Battling Lust: Protecting My Eternal Sunshine in a Lustful World “ “Each day, I battle this lustful world, keeping it from blinding my eternal sunshine.” That’s the rhythm of my life—a constant push and pull against a tide of temptation that threatens to dim what matters most. This isn’t
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The Second Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Purpose Over Pleasure: How I Stay Focused on Life’s Court Like A.C. Green” “Call me A.C. Green—I’m focused on the court of life, avoiding distractions and pleasures that give birth to strife.” That’s my mantra, my way of navigating a world that constantly pulls me in a hundred directions.
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The First Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Why I’m Still a Virgin: The Journey of Self-Refinement in a Tempting World” In a world saturated with temptation, the decision to remain a virgin isn’t a simple checkbox on life’s to-do list—it’s a journey, a deliberate choice that evolves with every passing day. “Day by day, I grow
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The First Tread from “Leave Me Alone II” “Triumph Over Circumstance: Stoicism Fuels My Soul” When I say, “This system can’t kill my vibe,” I’m claiming a strength that runs deeper than the chaos around me. The system—be it the 9-to-5 grind, societal pressure, or life’s relentless demands—tries to crush me, but I stand firm.
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The Hypocrisy…(Poem) Description In this poem, I’m reflecting on my own journey with a mix of confidence and self-awareness. I start by admitting that I’ve got a clear grasp of who I am—plenty of understanding about myself—and I’m upfront about the fact that I don’t see myself as the best-looking guy you’d spot wandering around
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Fiend…(Poem) Description I find myself drawn to this blazing force within me—my “fiery fire”—a restless, burning energy that I crave to awaken fully. It’s as if I’m seeking to dissolve the frost encasing my heart, a coldness I’ve carried too long, tucked away in a place I call the “void less dark.” That phrase feels
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Ignite…(Poem) Description I find myself drawn to this blazing force within me—my “fiery fire”—a restless, burning energy that I crave to awaken fully. It’s as if I’m seeking to dissolve the frost encasing my heart, a coldness I’ve carried too long, tucked away in a place I call the “void less dark.” That phrase feels
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The Sixth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Virginity as a Gift: Building Integrity for My Future Wife” “One DM from a girl resembling Vanity… My sex drive is packaged as a gift for my future wifey.” That’s the line I walk—a fleeting temptation in my inbox, a spark that could ignite my sex drive, yet a
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The Fifth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “I’m one swipe away from fulfilling my sexual appetite, but letting God take control keeps my soul from going wild.” That’s the edge I live on every day—a single flick of my finger could unravel everything I’ve built, yet I choose to hold
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The Fourth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “Day and night, listening to the words of the wise keeps my lust deprived.” That’s my shield, my rhythm, my way of holding steady in a world that’s always trying to pull me off course. Lust isn’t just a fleeting urge—it’s a force
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The third Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Battling Lust: Protecting My Eternal Sunshine in a Lustful World “ “Each day, I battle this lustful world, keeping it from blinding my eternal sunshine.” That’s the rhythm of my life—a constant push and pull against a tide of temptation that threatens to dim what matters most. This isn’t
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The Second Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Purpose Over Pleasure: How I Stay Focused on Life’s Court Like A.C. Green” “Call me A.C. Green—I’m focused on the court of life, avoiding distractions and pleasures that give birth to strife.” That’s my mantra, my way of navigating a world that constantly pulls me in a hundred directions.
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The First Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Why I’m Still a Virgin: The Journey of Self-Refinement in a Tempting World” In a world saturated with temptation, the decision to remain a virgin isn’t a simple checkbox on life’s to-do list—it’s a journey, a deliberate choice that evolves with every passing day. “Day by day, I grow
I blaze through the streets, my heart pounding, seeking those I once called my best friends—friends who betrayed me, their masks peeling away to reveal fragments of lust, loafing, guilt, and shame. Their deception trapped me in a “happy illusion,” but now, with wrath born from the abyss of my heart, I confront the wreckage of trust and the question of redemption. This raw, visceral poem is my story, urging me to explore philosophically what betrayal has done to my sense of self, how wrath has shaped my response, and whether I can find redemption without losing my soul. Drawing from existentialism, Stoicism, and ethical thought, I reflect on my journey through betrayal and rage, seeking answers within the ashes.
Betrayal and the Unmasking of My Illusions
When I saw their masks peel away, exposing their lustful ease, the sting of betrayal cut deep. These weren’t just friends—they were vices I embraced, parts of myself I refused to see. In Sartre’s terms, I was living in mauvaise foi (bad faith), hiding from the truth to cling to a comforting lie. Their betrayal forced me to confront this illusion, shattering the cage I built around myself. Now, I stand in the glare of existential angst, free yet burdened to redefine who I am without those false friends.
This unmasking wounds me but also offers a gift. As Nietzsche might urge, I’m peeling away false identities to approach my authentic self, untainted by deception. But the cost is heavy: years wasted, blinded by their intentions. I face a choice—cling to the ruins of my old self or forge a new path, knowing betrayal has revealed not just their falsehoods but my own complicity in them.
Wrath as My Response
From the “wrathful abyss” of my heart, rage erupts. I don’t just feel anger—I act on it, methodically taking out Steel (Loafing), Raheem (Guilt), and Q (Shame) with bullets to the heart, head, and chest. This isn’t blind fury but a deliberate purge, a claim to agency. Existentially, I’m asserting my freedom, refusing to remain a victim. Yet, Seneca’s Stoic warning echoes: wrath is a “temporary madness” that clouds reason. By “disconnecting my morals from my heart,” I risk becoming Nietzsche’s “pale criminal,” powerful in action but hollowed out by moral loss.
My wrath is a double-edged sword. It liberates me from the grip of vice, but it leaves me “lost in [a] charred room.” I’ve destroyed the external symbols of my flaws, but have I freed myself, or have I traded one cage for another? The bravery I feel is real, but it teeters on the edge of self-destruction, forcing me to question whether this path leads to empowerment or ruin.
Redemption or Self-Destruction?
Alone in my charred room, I contemplate purging wrath itself by “separating my body from my soul,” baptizing myself with “a bullet to the head, without holding back.” This chilling thought feels like both despair and a twisted hope for redemption. In Camus’ absurd, I’m caught between seeking meaning and facing its absence. My desire to purge wrath suggests a longing to transcend my corrupted state, but the method—self-annihilation—makes me pause. Stoicism, through Marcus Aurelius, urges me to master my passions, not destroy myself: “You have power over your mind—not outside events.” Yet, the idea of “baptizing my soul” hints at Kierkegaard’s leap of faith, a surrender to something beyond reason.
The ambiguity—whether I follow through or merely contemplate this act—leaves me wondering if redemption lies in self-awareness rather than a final bullet. Have I the courage to reintegrate my fragmented soul, or will I remain lost in this charred aftermath?
Ethical Reflections on My Fragmented Soul
Killing my personified vices—loafing, guilt, shame—feels like purging my flaws, but it’s also a form of scapegoating, projecting my struggles onto others. Ethically, I wrestle with a utilitarian question: does my liberation justify the violence, the disconnection of my morals? Plato’s tripartite soul comes to mind—reason, spirit, and appetite must harmonize for virtue. My wrathful actions let spirit rule, sidelining reason and balance. Redemption, then, might mean reintegrating these parts through introspection, not more destruction. But can I rebuild what I’ve burned?
Conclusion
This poem—“Unveiled Betrayal: My Wrathful Redemption”—is my confrontation with the human condition: the pain of betrayal, the fire of wrath, and the faint hope of redemption. Philosophically, it challenges me to consider how I respond to deception, both from others and within myself. Existentialism offers me freedom to redefine myself, but at the risk of moral erosion. Stoicism warns against wrath’s tyranny, urging inner mastery. The question lingers: can I escape the abyss of betrayal without losing myself, or is redemption always a baptism by fire? As I stand in my charred room, I’m left to decide whether to rebuild or let the ashes define me.
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The First Tread from “Leave Me Alone II” “Triumph Over Circumstance: Stoicism Fuels My Soul” When I say, “This system can’t kill my vibe,” I’m claiming a strength that runs deeper than the chaos around me. The system—be it the 9-to-5 grind, societal pressure, or life’s relentless demands—tries to crush me, but I stand firm.
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The Hypocrisy…(Poem) Description In this poem, I’m reflecting on my own journey with a mix of confidence and self-awareness. I start by admitting that I’ve got a clear grasp of who I am—plenty of understanding about myself—and I’m upfront about the fact that I don’t see myself as the best-looking guy you’d spot wandering around
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Fiend…(Poem) Description I find myself drawn to this blazing force within me—my “fiery fire”—a restless, burning energy that I crave to awaken fully. It’s as if I’m seeking to dissolve the frost encasing my heart, a coldness I’ve carried too long, tucked away in a place I call the “void less dark.” That phrase feels
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Ignite…(Poem) Description I find myself drawn to this blazing force within me—my “fiery fire”—a restless, burning energy that I crave to awaken fully. It’s as if I’m seeking to dissolve the frost encasing my heart, a coldness I’ve carried too long, tucked away in a place I call the “void less dark.” That phrase feels
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The Sixth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Virginity as a Gift: Building Integrity for My Future Wife” “One DM from a girl resembling Vanity… My sex drive is packaged as a gift for my future wifey.” That’s the line I walk—a fleeting temptation in my inbox, a spark that could ignite my sex drive, yet a
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The Fifth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “I’m one swipe away from fulfilling my sexual appetite, but letting God take control keeps my soul from going wild.” That’s the edge I live on every day—a single flick of my finger could unravel everything I’ve built, yet I choose to hold
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The Fourth Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“How Wisdom Keeps Lust at Bay” “Day and night, listening to the words of the wise keeps my lust deprived.” That’s my shield, my rhythm, my way of holding steady in a world that’s always trying to pull me off course. Lust isn’t just a fleeting urge—it’s a force
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The third Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Battling Lust: Protecting My Eternal Sunshine in a Lustful World “ “Each day, I battle this lustful world, keeping it from blinding my eternal sunshine.” That’s the rhythm of my life—a constant push and pull against a tide of temptation that threatens to dim what matters most. This isn’t
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The Second Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Purpose Over Pleasure: How I Stay Focused on Life’s Court Like A.C. Green” “Call me A.C. Green—I’m focused on the court of life, avoiding distractions and pleasures that give birth to strife.” That’s my mantra, my way of navigating a world that constantly pulls me in a hundred directions.
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The First Tread from “Call Me A.C Green..(Poem):“Why I’m Still a Virgin: The Journey of Self-Refinement in a Tempting World” In a world saturated with temptation, the decision to remain a virgin isn’t a simple checkbox on life’s to-do list—it’s a journey, a deliberate choice that evolves with every passing day. “Day by day, I grow
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