Poems in true chronological order by post date
-> file: fediverse/1316 ╔════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────┐ ║ ┌────────────────────────────────────────────┐ │ ║ │ CW: weapons-guns-mentioned-death-mentioned │ │ ║ └────────────────────────────────────────────┘ │ ║ │ ║ │ ║ there came a tipping point, some time in our past, when we produced more │ ║ weapons than we could muster. │ ║ │ ║ if every single rifle had laid hands upon the hearts and minds of the people │ ║ who would hold it, if every single bomb had been dropped and round had been │ ║ fired, there'd be nothing left of us on this earth but ashes and soot. │ ║ │ ║ some day in the past we produced the last bullet, the last landmine, the last │ ║ laser guided shocking shock collar. the last that put us over that edge. │ ║ │ ║ and yet we persist. we are not dead, not yet, and so I have hope for our future. │ ║ │ ║ it's easy to hope when you know you're on the right track - that no matter what │ ║ happens, good and evil persist through the end, until you realize the end was │ ║ not an end at all, but rather a stop on the subway route and you're still a │ ║ ways away from home. │ ║ │ ║ we live in the bright future, and though it often feels full of anxiety, know │ ║ that stress is just energy that your body doesn't know what to do with. │ ║ │ ║ we will be okay. │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ │ different │ ╚═════════╧═════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────┴───────────┘ -> file: fediverse/1317 ╔════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────┐ ║ ... if I don't do this deadline by tomorrow they'll kick me out of school. │ ║ again. │ ║ │ ║ how am I going to be a programmer without a degree? feels useless to be me. │ ║ wish I could code my own horoscope >.> │ ║ │ ║ o wait dummy that's called "motivation" and "the ability to follow through on │ ║ your ideas and planned machinations" - yeah can I get some of that, if you │ ║ please? surely just a taste of discipline, through laboring to alter │ ║ conditions, surely a bit would suffice. │ ║ │ ║ c'mon don't fail me now. I can do this. I know I can. I know because I've been │ ║ told that I can, now and again through time and time yet again, always I seem │ ║ to [stack overflow] │ ║ │ ║ what's time if not the present amiright │ ║ │ ║ ... │ ║ │ ║ anyway... │ ║ │ ║ it's just git, how hard could it be? it's just calculus, it's just java, it's │ ║ just... well, it's not any of those things, not really. it's memorization, it's │ ║ application of tools that you've been shown (not that you've grown). It's a │ ║ lack of responsibility, where is my honor? ah but I digress, I'm a carpenter at │ ║ heart I guess │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ │ different │ ╚═════════╧═════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────┴───────────┘ -> file: fediverse/1318 ════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────── ┌──────────────────────┐ │ CW: family-mentioned │ └──────────────────────┘ my father was a leader and my mother was a teacher. I look up to them every day. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────┴───────────┘ -> file: fediverse/1319 ════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────── I'm a spirit of the forest and stone who wanted to learn how to spell in order to make pretty colors and games on computers. I don't care about your corporatocracy, though I'll learn if it means you'll give me food to eat. ... I'm procrastinating aren't I ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────┴───────────┘ -> file: fediverse/1320 ════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────── ┌───────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ │ CW: cursing-mentioned-programming-languages-mentioned │ └───────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ BASH with the syntax/semantics of LUA and the performance of C would probably be the perfect language, IMHO procrastinating again, damnit ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────┴───────────┘ -> file: fediverse/1321 ════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────── whenever I look away they put more work at the end of my to-do list. or sometimes in the middle. It's like they care less about the destination and more about the continuous arduous prolonged manifestation of articulation. >.> ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────┴───────────┘ -> file: fediverse/1322 ════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────── ┌──────────────────────────┐ │ CW: hard-drugs-mentioned │ └──────────────────────────┘ one of the greatest gifts LSD gave me was the ability to look in the mirror and see a person beyond me. your reflection has all the same emotions as you, and if you look at them like you'd try to parse the feelings of a friend, you can learn a bit more about how you're thinking. ... procrastination >.> ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧═════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────┴───────────┘ |