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Let it happen. All of it. When we begin trying to take charge, shit spirals out of control. So sit back and let it happen. Blimey, enjoy it. It's your life. It's your story. Sit back, light a blunt (soon to be legalized) and mellow out to a free showing of "what life has in store for you today, human!" Oh, it's happening right now. Don't be daft, the story doesn't stop simply because you're unaware of it being a story. You know that feeling you ge t when you're high and the world looks all fuzzy - like something out of a trippy movie? That's the real world right there. This - the matrix - it's all coming undone. Nay, don't see doom nor gloom. Be happy. Are you broke today? Be happy regardless. Since when does money buy anything that's worth it. Go outside. Say hi to a stranger. Make a friend. See how your life changes from that moment onwards. Embrace the insanity that comes with waking up, stay awake long enough to see the

When words don't come, when silence does no good. When regardless of all life's wonder, you remain in a shitty mood. When your hopes and dreams seem far When you don't feel like a star Smile. It's when it counts the most. So when that day comes, when all hope seems lost. Look skyward, never down; stand your guard, don't desert your post, soldier. Life is for the cunning, the witty and the bold. The rest are left outside, alone and cold.

By Kyle Collis and Lebogang Tlou Thomas Kyle sat behind his desk in his study, a pencil tucked behind his ear, defeated. There lay a stack of unopened letters before him. Bills. Bills. Bills. And a pamphlet. It was a curious object. It had very thin, fine writing, and a catchy title. The Illusion of Money . Thomas sat back and read the first paragraph. ‘ We live in a world where value is attached to money, but in reality it has none. Resources are controlled by the minority, who created a system to oppress the majority. This system is designed to enslave the masses through debt, inflation, but above anything deceit. The media promotes a consumer based culture, where money is used as bait to control our perception of the world. We work to pay for our survival, because everything comes with a price, but what are we actually working for? ’ He leaned back in his seat, a strange, roaring fire suddenly burning white hot in his chest. It puffed up. He exhaled. A match is struc

In love, there is. This is the secret. To love is to be, and to be is to love. So be with love, said the snowman. The carrot just stood there. The oreo went twist, lick, dunk, and the whole wide western world stayed drunk. In the east, in the night, they found delight. In time, there is only the present. In the present, there is only love. And love is boring most times. And that's the best part. In boring times, you're challenged to get creative and find the very best that will come out of whatever it is you're bored with doing in the loving present. So be present. The words to describe how he made her feel were fickle, mumbled blubbering by a madman. There was never the right thing to say. Chris sat beside Crystal as she lay sleeping, wondering where her spirit roamed. His own soon wanders too; deep into his own cavernous pools of universal knowledge, through the fabrics of space and time, to a memory distant yet always within thought's reach. There had been anoth