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Personal mythology

Posted on October 1, 2014 By adcitlali

He felt   lost  , lonely, tired  
Life was not what he dreamed of  

Past told a broken story  
Dreams were wrong  
      Present hurtful


A man stops believing in the gods that failed him
A man forgets the gods who forgot him


    NO  MORE  RITUALS!
(… without been remembered, the old gods die …)


A man walks the godless streets of failed illusions
A man falls, drinks, forgets, and sometimes cries


One day, a man stops …  A new belief comes to mind


He chose the name   
he wrote the password   
     uploaded a portrait, a past, a post

An alter ego reflecting a self
                     creating himself
                     inventing a shell
                                –out of words, hopes, vanity

Online he is always happy
but happiness is depressive when no one likes a post

Online there is no time to feel lonely
but he trembles alone when he is offline

Offline he hits reality
a reality that his new god cannot alter


An alter ego invents a man
An offline man invents an online man
(… gods create the humans who created the gods …)


_____Adriana Citlali
I-X-MMXIV

 

Today at the poets pub we are writing about modern mythologies | dVerse.

 

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Comments (6)

  1. brian miller says:
    October 1, 2014 at 11:04 pm

    ha. yeah. your persona created will only last so long…about as long as gods we create…until the crash…and then invented gods are good for little…

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  2. katiemiafrederick says:
    October 2, 2014 at 12:56 am

    The Yogi way is to find a place in i of I.. yes a core of self without an EGO to understand the Ego is just personality mutable @i….

    And yes.. it must be practiced in REAL LIFE TO BE REAL…

    Online life can be a pre-practice field..

    But REAL LIFE is only REAL LIFE..

    when REAL..when ego is either authored or illusory of only end to means…

    instead of only means to start….:)a now a now….

    Sadly some folks have relegated their souls to only an illusory life..
    online…..
    i often find it in faceless avatars.. that show no soul….
    or smart phone minds that never look up to scream at screen!
    to once again..be FREE CONNECTING.. to life.. instead of machine!

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  3. Abhra says:
    October 2, 2014 at 1:52 am

    Very interesting and powerful piece – you build a beautiful contrast here.

    “A man stops believing in the gods that failed him
    A man forgets the gods who forgot him”

    Thanks for joining my prompt.

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  4. Sumana Roy says:
    October 2, 2014 at 4:04 am

    a search has begun and definitely it will take the struggling soul to higher life…

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  5. claudia says:
    October 2, 2014 at 2:49 pm

    maybe there’s a little chance that his online and offline reality build bridges and give him a chance to escape loneliness…

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    1. Adriana Citlali Ramírez says:
      October 2, 2014 at 3:10 pm

      That’s a possibility. I can also understand it as a coping mechanism, part of a transition…

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