what is ethics, morals, and truth?

Demar Desu

what do we reveal 

in times of pain and despair

are we free to face.. 

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  • sorenbarrett

    I assume that what we are free to face is our pain and despair. Many do not wish to. A most interesting write

    • Demar Desu

      Thank you Soren I appreciate you

      • sorenbarrett

        You are most welcome Demar

      • Allie561

        This is an interesting thought Demar. Perhaps it’s a a fear or a confession. I’ll have to think on this.

        • Demar Desu

          Looking forward to your thoughts A, let me know the positive you see as well

          • Allie561

            Well I think I may have somewhat of an answer. I think we’ll reveal that one thing that has sat with us no matter how old we get. That could be a fleeting memory of when you went to the zoo for the first time or when you said goodbye to the person you loved on the phone for the last time. Maybe it’s a confession to someone you’re with about how it really was you who ate all their ice cream or how you treasure them. It could be a combination of wanting to release a secret or piece of trauma we’ve held on to for so long. I think for me it would be something about my dad or something I would say that could have a lasting impact. I hope this made sense, my thoughts weren’t connected too well

            • Demar Desu

              It does make sense, and thank you for expanding on this… you made 3 lines of poetry connect to a different times of life… I really appreciate your input.

              • Allie561

                You’re welcome Demar, thanks for listening to my thoughts.

              • Tristan Robert Lange

                Demar, this hits close…those are the kinds of questions that don’t really let you off the hook. Pain has a way of stripping things down whether we want it to or not. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

                • Demar Desu

                  I swear… my heart hurts these days and I wonder if I’m focusing to much on the pain of living … appreciate you as always TRL

                • Kora

                  Our truest selves, and the chips fall where they may.

                  • Demar Desu

                    Damn Kora my chips are falling off the table…



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