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why don’t we all know now the minute we die?

Sep 9, 2025

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in Conscious Death Anxiety, education, Health, Self Reflection

In the face of already existing panic and crime, the poem reflects on the anxieties surrounding when we will die. It poses a thought-provoking question about what would happen if we all knew our last minute alive, what would happen if knew what time that will be, and that this secret is a vital safeguard,…

Tumultuous Governance

Mar 4, 2025

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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.”

Trolling Me?

Mar 2, 2025

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Deborah Marchant’

in Self Reflection

This piece confronts the cowardice of adults tossing their unresolved guilt onto others instead of confronting their own mess. In a society rife with name-calling and procrastination, it challenges us to examine our cowardly tendencies and messy personal lives—

A Fox Fan Fed In February

Feb 19, 2025

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Deborah Marchant’

in Media, Non-conscious death anxiety, Politics

“Woke up to my tech overlord, the Web, as usual, ready to dictate my every thought. With Fox News blasting on all my devices, I felt like a champion cheering for Elon. But just when I thought I’d win an award for my enthusiasm, bam! I got fired.”

Tag: revenge

why don’t we all know now the minute we die?

Tumultuous Governance

Trolling Me?

A Fox Fan Fed In February