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Felipe Mateus

The Stray Dog

I saw a sad dog, wandering alone on the street of solitude. I stopped and asked why he was so dejected, standing there. The dog looked at me and replied: “There are so many distractions in the world that prevent us from focusing on what really matters. After…”
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they are among us

They are among us

They are among us, in a near future, yet distant enough to seem unattainable. Humanity will achieve the utopia of immortality, and we will create the cloak of invisibility. We will use this technology for espionage and war, and the most disturbing thing is that, eventually…
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Far away

Far away I feel free, complete, maybe a little happy. Far away I have vision, I am more capable and healed. Far away, all the disappearance and the wound are gone. Far, far away, I feel the urge to start over. Far away everything becomes much clearer, even when this…
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mental hospital

mental hospital

I feel like a castaway in my own mind, lost in a vast, invisible asylum, where each thought is a narrow, endless corridor. I am watched over by shadows that should protect me, but it is they who whisper dangers around every corner. Out there, in the world that…
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Why?

Why do we think we're special? Why are we so ordinary? Why do I feel so small in the face of the world? Why do we want to change the world? Why does everything go wrong for me? Why do I feel unprepared? Why is my destiny so…
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