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The Unsupervised Stop Sign

In the mist of the journey’s penultimate mile, at the edge of the fading fulcrum of future obscure, at the door-step of dusk the sunset swansong resonates for the forlorn essence silhouetted in confounding stillness. As the twilight time is tinged by the spent sun, sinking within the strata of the discontent dust, with the cornucopia of the longing life unlived, the Rubicon is reached walking the last mile. The defining moments at the unsupervised stop sign, design the innate paradigm of emotional epitome. Awareness assures that the die is not yet cast, crossing the conscience line would defy self-actualization. The inner torment driving to self-destruction, or the enticement of the forbidden fruit, the sinful exploits activated by the transgression of the decree of the unseen law maker, the absolute. Stopping at the sign stimulates the spiritual sensitivity, ameliorates the pain of existential predicament profound, saves the psyche from the clasp of soul’s dark night, unfurling within uncertainty mayhem the divine leitmotif.

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Date: 10/12/2023 6:41:00 AM
Ooh nicely penned "Awareness assures that the die is not yet cast" and "ameliorates the pain of existential predicament profound" - very interesting piece :)
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Subimal Sinha-Roy
Date: 10/16/2023 10:20:00 PM
many thanks for your visit, and for the encouraging comment.

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