Poems in true chronological order by post date
-> file: messages/164 ═══════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────── sure glad I don't live in the kinsey winsey ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────┴───────────┘ -> file: messages/165 ═══════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────── I don't want our protagonist being eaten by that thing T.T ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────┴───────────┘ -> file: messages/166 ═══════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────── What if the boy who cried wolf saw teeth every time ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────┴───────────┘ -> file: fediverse/799 ═══════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────── ┌──────────────────────┐ │ CW: scary │ └──────────────────────┘ the government makes murder okay by framing the perpetrators also prisons are concentration camps and the people who are close to you are oppressing hunting you racism etc is a sham to distract you capital will never be relinquished the internet was AI from the beginning something beyond humanity demands our suffering there cannot be proof of your fears - if it was proven, it would be circumstances instead of fears there's nothing [sorry gotta cut this off, my refrigerator is talking to me again and I want to listen] - [huh that's weird I have no memory of the past hour, best continue where I left off an hour ago -> go to {A}]a schizophrenic who's never been diagnosed {A} - yeah clearly all that I've been saying recently is just a fluke. Like, just noise in the endless array of expression projected onto our communal web-space. Clearly I have no idea what I'm doing and I'm not just cogent when I'm drunk. Or more imaginative when I'm stoned. Clearly dreams are fake and pursuing them is 1/? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────┴───────────┘ -> file: fediverse/800 ╔══════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────────┐ ║ ┌───────────────────────────────────┐ │ ║ │ CW: re: scary - suicide mentioned │ │ ║ └───────────────────────────────────┘ │ ║ │ ║ │ ║ where was I? oh yes - wrestling with suicidal thoughts is difficult because │ ║ it's such an immutable action. Like, once it's done it's never reversed. But │ ║ like, clearly this is hell and life was built for suffering? What the heck, │ ║ that's such a grim outlook on life. │ ║ │ ║ ... │ ║ │ ║ yeah │ ║ │ ║ ... │ ║ │ ║ you're not wrong │ ║ │ ║ ... │ ║ │ ║ but suffering is fun? kinda? like, the only positive way to view this is that │ ║ we, as immortal and endlessly eternal spirits that we be, grew tired of our │ ║ infinite existence and dreamed of a mortal's plight and persistence? │ ║ │ ║ fuck off with that shit, I'm done with this reality. I'm done with dreaming. │ ║ Suicide doesn't come easy to me, and there are parts of me that REFUSE the │ ║ imagery, and yet they subsist in deliterious pain. │ ║ │ ║ what's the purpose of our suffering? What point is there in decrying the │ ║ cruelty of the world that would deny our fated and desired ptolemeny? [utopian │ ║ existence, don't know why that word was used] │ ║ │ ║ ehhhhh whatever. Life is defined by our existence. If I shan't/ │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ │ different │ ╚═════════╧═══════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────┴───────────┘ -> file: fediverse/801 ═══════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────── ┌───────────────────────────────────┐ │ CW: re: scary - suicide mentioned │ └───────────────────────────────────┘ / bely my own existence, then by god I'm cursed and abhorred through my own desistence. It's hard, when the future is convinced there's nothing fard [wanna say like... "to hope for?"] but with persistence we're meant to be rewarded. Well, what has that brought me? what time has shared my enemy? [think I'm a bit delirious, I'm losing the plot] ... okay fine I'll start over - if you've relinquished everything you can, if you've ceded all the ground that your companions requested, if there's nothing left to give and no part of you left un[marred], then how are you supposed to be [arrested, stopped, prevented, but pronounced like "nourished"]? I'm sick of your den [vengeance, pronounced like "den" for some reason], please leave me to my hallow [hollow experience], I've nothing to give from my gange [bosom, heart, within, center-of-me]. ... this sucks. ... guess I'll just start again, waiting until it ends, gosh everything's always so tired. /shrug wish someone would play w/m ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────┴───────────┘ -> file: fediverse/802 ═══════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────── ┌───────────────────────────────────┐ │ CW: re: scary - suicide mentioned │ └───────────────────────────────────┘ sorry to bother you, goodnight ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────┴───────────┘ |