Written by Jacob Ibrag
Broken pieces of a clean-cut man.
Nobody knows of his thoughts, not even him.
Buried in his corporate suit. Burning the midnight oil,
only to dissolve into exhaustion. A world influencing his beliefs,
beliefs influenced by the next trending thing. Disconnected from the
soul. Philippe Petit wouldn’t ever go for it. Wireless strings tight around
his neck. A Windsor knot to match the job description. Desensitized
and unaware. A human being who experiences happiness
through drawn-out textbook definitions.
Image by Alexander Naglestad


Oooh. BAM. What a tragic waste of good souls, eh?
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