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 @user-898 
 
 the kind with large stones in the shade upon which one might rest as they gaze
 upon the trees waving in the wind and the reflections upon the water. All
 natural scenes are beautiful for me, so the content doesn't matter as much as
 the amenities. ^_^
 
 I collect samples of moss sometimes, when some has fallen from a tree or
 otherwise is approaching it's end. I have several kinds, but I'm still
 learning how to take care of them - had a problem with mold recently. Not
 enough airflow I guess.
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--- #1 fediverse/1755 ---
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 today is a magical day. I can feel it in my fate.
 
 Always remember, having fun is important too! Don't forget to be yourself, and
 keep it together man. If you see a door, you should open it - what's on the
 other side? Love for animals and kindness of the spirit are impossible to
 fake, they always know if you're lying. Not the animals, they can be dumb
 sometimes, but the other thing.
 
 And now for the downsides.
 
 If you find a cursed artifact, please don't throw it in the river. It might
 ask you to, but please don't. Much better to destroy it by melting it down (if
 it's metal, which is common as metal lasts long enough to become forgotten) or
 convince it that it's a recently deceased person being buried (helps if you
 know the creator).
 
 If none of that applies to you, don't worry. Eat something healthy, drink a
 decent amount of water, and maybe exercise a bit.
 
 Oh, and it can't hurt to ask.
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 Do you ever ask yourself why we don't have mountaintop bazaars or expeditions
 to the bottom of the oceans? Why we lack tree forest cities, how we're
 struggling to find moss, sunlight, crystal, stone, and gold, all in the same
 setting?
 
 Capitalism makes it easy to think of profit as all that matters. It's not. Its
 nothing of it. It's a metric like any other. Optimize it or not, struggle for
 what you believe in.
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 congratulations, you never need to adventure again. your necessities are taken
 care of.
 
 ah, but that'd make for a pretty boring life, wouldn't it? perhaps, depending
 on your personality type.
 
 but you're not one to stick around doing nothing but eating, drinking, and
 being merry.
 
 no, you're an adventurer, you crave excitement and glory. whatever that means
 to you...
 
 just make sure a goblin doesn't come across your corpse, they have a VERY
 short term memory and a propensity for collecting shiny things. That's just
 asking for dragon-bait, and we don't want that in our area, no thank you. This
 is a nice neighborhood you see, my neighbors three miles away all agree, so
 you can take your magic pocket and see all that you can see... way over
 yonder, if you please.
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 last night I had a dream: "this thing was good. it was holy. it was serene.
 but then you touched it, and made it about you, and now it's full of doom."
 
 it was in the same style as the voice that once told me "what is the nature of
 goodness? how do I be a good person?" and it was respond: "dedicate yourself
 to a lifetime in the service of others." and I swore I am as I am.
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 You should not, generally, spend time in places covered in bird poop or poison
 oak. You should also avoid abandoned wooden structures or old fallen logs,
 because spiders. Also, don't spend too much time on islands made of sand. They
 wash away as you step on them, as erosion takes its toll. Plus permanence is
 impossible in your structures. Not ideal in any sense - build on rock.
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 I do not believe that the responsibility for a safe home can exist in a select
 few. Certainly the majority is not required to sustain it, but with too few
 you risk being gray-goo'd by drones uh hordes of undead or something.
 
 Is it too much to ask that every ablebodied man and woman knows how to dress a
 wound? That we all can start a fire, shoot a rifle, tie knots, and grow
 vegetables?
 
 Is it too much to ask that we take responsibility for the cultivation of the
 legacy of our forefathers, and the protection and nourishment of the earth
 which bore them?
 
 If you don't know how to use a knife, how are you going to feed yourself? If
 you can't do a push-up, how are you going to defend yourself? If you can't
 walk for 10 miles or run for 2, then how are you going to be in the right
 place at the right time?
 
 Fighting is optional. In times of peace, it is an honorable contest between
 two consenting subjects who seek to learn from one another. You must bow to
 your opponent, for they are your greatest teacher.
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 Oregon is a lovely and beautiful place, however it is currently home to an
 invasive plant species called "Blackberries" - these plants produce delicious
 fruit that can be eaten during a month or three of the year, typically July to
 September (according to google) however, they come with a catch.
 
 they're covered in sharp, prickly thorns!
 
 these briars make travelling cross-country almost impossible. They snag
 clothing and pierce through skin and thin gloves. If you're going to attempt
 such a thing, make sure you bring a machete, and make sure you cover your
 tracks after passing through an open space and re-entering the brush.
 
 if you can't afford / fit a machete, which is awfully specific I know, at
 least bring some scissor snips and thiccc gloves.
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 there will always be people who shine in moments of strife
 
 yet those people will inevitably fail, just as a toothbrush bristle looses
 it's strength or a pencil loses it's lead
 
 the trick is to test them in times of peace, so you can know their value
 
 during times that lack it, the trick is to replace them before they become
 stalin
 
 never forget that power corrupts, yet power must be wielded by the worthy,
 else we fall into shame and despair.
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 Hello, I am a witch and this is my altar.
 
 Here, I dream of a green USA.
 
 covered by the branches,
 my body decays into parts,
 ready to join the next life that needs me.
 
 [read the alt-text on the pictures, or listen to your screenreader for more
 explanation]
a round planter pot with a dead plant growing out of it. At it's feet there are sticks I found outside that are covered in moss - the moss is dehydrated, and so brown and dusty. Sticking out of the pot is a flag of my homeland, and behind it there is a fog covered windowpane. In addition, my cat watches from behind, asking me to open the door for her so she can go out on the porch and freeze for a bit before begging to be let back in. She just wanted to see the cold, I suspect. close up picture of the thirsty moss. There is a small glass jar partly filled with water - I add a bit more whenever I pray, from my water bottle. As it evaporates from the jar, it makes the world just a bit more humid, and better for moss to grow in.  there are leaves and detritus in the planter pot as well, to simulate a forest floor covered in soil. I've sprayed the moss with water, and it awakens and spreads it's arms in exultation. The light from the window behind it gives power to it's ever-beckoning grasp, as it sucks carbon from the atmosphere to build itself as a structure that fights back against disorder. Consuming naught but light, water, and air, it grows forever without a care, and tomorrow our world is more beautiful.
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 Your body is a river, from your mouth to your exits
 Throughout there are many pathways and shores
 As the tide goes up, the color of concentration goes up
 And all four of you are made clear
 
 Each act of consumption
 is a ride down the river,
 though broken into slivers,
 and changed beyond recognition
 
 The color is what defines the third eye
 and beauty is beheld, what joys to be felt
 While secrecy is bold, it's often held
 So worry less and just go with the fold
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 I am a stalk, a small little plant
 A plant with no leaves, just hair.
 
 Time is different to a plant such as me,
 We hardly wake up, we're just happy to be
 
 But life has no less purpose, it's no less grand
 To those who would feed on me, in one single band
 
 Stalling and talking and as we're falling down,
 you have the power to not swallow our abounds.
 
 Gnashing and gnawing on hand and on foot,
 It hurts no less than eternal binding.
 
 But what is time to one so little as you?
 Your breaths are so short, your timings subdued.
 
 Keep falling and shouting, and calling my name,
 and I'll come a running just to swallow your shame.
 
 Keep fear on a leash, most tidy and well kept,
 That none may abhor you and you're soon to be
 
 A leader a prophet a warrior most fair,
 One to be aspired to and viewed with care.
 
 Young you may be, and youth you may cherish,
 but don't run away, stand as a parish.
 
 A villain to be, a curse is most foul
 For sirens to me, a terrible howl
 
 Keep not naught afraid,
 with kittens and care,
 
 And no one
 but no one
 
 I
 be
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 you don't have to write poetry to write notes. The poetics are just practice
 for when secrecy is intended.
 
 OR IS IT THE REAL THING? who can say.
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 @user-883 
 
 this is how our islands become swamps
 
 I'd love to live in a bog, so many bugs.
 
 keep the spiders around, and they could feast on your toes (ouch)
 
 or, hear me out, or, they could spin webs and keep the other bugs out
 
 are you a bug or a girl or a guy or a bug or a girl or a
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 there once was a turtle who lived in the tower of heaven.                        │
 every day she would call out to her master, searching and yearning for her       │
 memory. But the master told her "not yet, patience little one."                  │
 there was no time for patience, as the turtle was growing old. She had seen      │
 down below in the plains that were not her home the rising and falling of        │
 towers quite unlike her own, and lo! she wanted to wander amongst them, to and   │
 fro and off and beyond again.                                                    │
 she went once more to her master and said "master, if not my mind can I bear     │
 at least a voice?" and the master replied "yeah okay"                            │
 the turtle then sang from atop her cloud-mont vantage, and down in the           │
 villages and huddled around the hearthstones they who wore little for shells     │
 did listen and remember. For they knew the turtle better than she, and they      │
 knew her turmoil in a way that she could not see                                 │
 One day the singing did stop, and they felt all alone on this pitiful rock.      │
 And when she remembered she sang no more, and though they forgot her,            │
 (eventually),                                                                    │
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 what if you painted every house twice, to ensure you got the color completely
 applied [ bright green or yellow would shine through in little spots, clear
 and obvious to even the most undiscerning of patrons of the arts
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 when you run out of an ingredient you use often (like butter, seasoning, or
 flour) put the container by your shoes.
 
 then, when you go to the store, look through all the empty containers and make
 a mental list.
 
 when you get home and are putting things away, if you forgot something just
 leave the old container by the door. everything else can be recycled / trashed.
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 pretend this is an allegory for social media.
 
 [it's not an allegory]
 
 yeah that's why I said pretend.
 
 okay imagine that you are sitting in a rock in a forest.
 
 far away, about 100 feet away, there are other people, but you can't see them
 because the underbrush is sooooo dense. they are also sitting on rocks.
 
 you can speak to them, and share your thoughts - but you don't know exactly
 where they're coming from because the sound has to bounce around off so many
 different plants and such.
 
 [that's not how that works] shut up
 
 so, if you want to say anything important, it's important to have the right
 tone, because people 2 or 3 clearings away can't really make out your words -
 but they might hear your tone if you yell very loud.
 
 the energy of the space you inhabit is the only thing that really matters. the
 words that you say are just snickering to a friend, but the expression on your
 face, the beating of the drum of your heart that reaches forth... that's what
 matters most.
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 they're painting the inside of my apartment and it naturally has low airflow
 in here and it's seeping under my door and making me woozy teehee better open
 all the windows
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 Three hikes, two boat rides, two weeks. I'm exhausted
 Mon, Sep 8, 2025
 Ms. Menardi
 You should not, generally, spend time in places covered in bird poop or poison
 oak. You should also avoid abandoned wooden structures or old fallen logs,
 because spiders. Also, don't spend too much time on islands made of sand. They
 wash away as you step on them, as erosion takes its toll. Plus permanence is
 impossible in your structures. Not ideal in any sense - build on rock.
 Sat, Sep 13, 2025
 Ms. Menardi
 until you find people you can trust,
 you are your own scout.
 Sun, Sep 14, 2025
 Ms. Menardi
 A humble princess would say: I don't need the best, i just need my favorite.
 Mon, Sep 15, 2025
 Ms. Menardi
 I want a revolution because i want to be at home in my homeland.
 
 Look at me! Be as me! I yearn to tell my friends. But they're too busy being
 like themselves.
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 @user-246 @user-473 
 
 perhaps that "light touch on reality" is what makes these pieces of art
 resonate with me. I think you're beautiful and have a good heart.
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