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Gunpowder

Jul 5, 2025

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by

Deborah Marchant’

in Conscious Death Anxiety, Self Reflection

This poem reflects on the powerful allure of firearms and explosives as a metaphorical search for immortality. It underscores their contrasting chaotic nature with the more nurturing aspects of life, ultimately questioning what helps us best in enduring.
Tumultuous Governance

Mar 4, 2025

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by

Deborah Marchant’

in Government, Non-conscious death anxiety, Politics

Trump’s White House resembles the Winchester Mystery House: a chaotic maze of illogical designs meant to confuse death itself. With staircases to nowhere and trap doors for liberals, he’s remodeling to ward off demise while creating chaos. It’s a bizarro project of confusion and absurdity, all in the name of “Make Mars Great Again.”