Poems in true chronological order by post date
-> file: fediverse/2130 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────── nuts wait hang on ummmm how about FIST [2020 occurs] whoa worst year ever. Okay, um... ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧══════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────┴───────────┘ -> file: fediverse/2131 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────── oh whoops I should say something, it's at 2019 now ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧══════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────┴───────────┘ -> file: fediverse/2132 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────── I have 2018 posts remaining ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧══════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────┴───────────┘ -> file: fediverse/2133 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────── witches shouldn't be around kids alone for too long because they can teach them strange things like "eat this apple" or "touch this sharp sewing needle thimble thing" or "eeeheeeheee I'm a witch, I'm casting a spell on you, you're not going to wake up until your true love kisses you!" then, when she's 18 or whatever, when she was fated to meet her true love, he shows up. Because he's destined FOR THAT TIME IN HER LIFESPAN, hence why he is [magical-shared-reality-applicationed] to her. Or Heckedy Peg, that one was always sooooo scary. ... anyway, bad witches will say rude things or painful things. Really, the kid ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧══════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────┴───────────┘ -> file: fediverse/2134 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────── but we, being united in our shared common societal solidarity, as in the shared struggles and hopes that we have, perceive each and every things that passes through us. Our thoughts. These, we ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧══════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────┴───────────┘ -> file: fediverse/2135 ╔═════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────┐ ║ I feel like we should switch animals every once in a while. Like, trade pets. │ ║ Then, we being friends, could see them every once in a while, and still be cool │ ║ and their friend. Then, when the time comes to interchange, they can choose 55% │ ║ of the time which team they want to spend time with. But they have to spend at │ ║ least a couple months with them before they can make a decision, because │ ║ animals don't use the same language as humans, meaning they need more time to │ ║ find their own home. │ ║ │ ║ do you ever think about how like, furries feel distanced from humanity? │ ║ │ ║ like, it's so different to how they want to be, but that's how they were │ ║ raised. Like, the misalignment of the soul between their two self-same parts. │ ║ The body, with it's experiences, and the dreaming mind, with it's eternal and │ ║ intransigent perspective. │ ║ │ ║ each part of the brain is travelling over slightly different parts of spacetime, │ ║ │ ║ (hence, brain waves, like cosmic background radiation, or static on the │ ║ television, it's just... random elements of noise.) │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ │ different │ ╚═════════╧══════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────┴───────────┘ -> file: fediverse/2136 ═════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────── your artistic patterns are not what define you. your ability to communicate your soul-projected-sensations. Your imagination, from a different view. The view you cast unto you, from hither to fro and beyond. Your art STYLE is just what you're most comfortable using. With the power of computation, we can efficiently process your viewings in WHATEVER style the user wants to listen in. Like, a rap song translated into classical operatic or country or blues. It's just a matter of ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ │ different │ ╘═════════╧══════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────┴───────────┘ |