=== ANCHOR POEM === ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────── ┌──────────────────────┐ │ CW: poem │ └──────────────────────┘ how cherished is she that wanders with the flowers in the garden of eden under a big tree her heart she will leave with all her designs she abandoned I lay beside them and wander beside her will she know we miss her horizons I think she will mind, if I have resigned, my fate to a life I will hide in, oh how I do long for you. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────┘ === SIMILARITY RANKED === --- #1 notes/garden-of-eden --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────── how cherished is she that wanders with the flowers in the garden of eden under a big tree her heart she will leave with all her designs she abandoned I lay beside them and wander beside her will she know we miss her horizons I think she will mind, if I have resigned, my fate to a life I will hide in, oh how I do long for you. her symbol is the name that lets us belong here, a falling, a light, and a leaving, if only our words were listened. but power is penance, and repentance is all that I have chosen. here in our sanctum we live with our only and time will be gracious towards us it's only our words that keep us confined to our lights and our lonely yet there and beyond, her lights do belong, beyold in the land that is sanctum here and before us is our own dark forest where we keep our silence to ward us but there and beyond, her heart does move on, free from her moments of longing, silent were we, in our forest we plead, as terror has come for our moments I think I will find her, that cherished belonging when she does at last come to warn us, how little we find, of thoughts from her mind, yet now we are kings of our own time. oh how she does long for you. how cherished is she that wanders with the flowers in the garden of eden under a big tree her heart she will leave with all her designs she abandoned I lay beside them and wander beside her will she know we miss her horizons I think she will mind, if I have resigned, my fate to a life I will hide in, oh how I do long for you. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────┘ --- #2 notes/cassandora-and-pandasandra-2 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────── how cherished is she that wanders with the flowers in the garden of eden under a big tree her heart she will leave with all the designs she abandoned I lay beside them and wonder about her does she know we miss her horizons I think she will mind if I have resigned my fate to a life I will hide in Oh how I do long for you her symbol is the name that lets us belong here a falling a light and a leaving if only our words were listened but power is penance and repentance is all that I have chosen here in our sanctum we live with our only and time will be gracious towards us it's only our words that keep us confined to our lights and our lonely yet there and beyond her lights do belong beyold in the land that is sanctum here in our forest is our own dark forest where we keep our silence to ward us but there and beyond her heart does move on free from her moments of longing silent were we to the forests we plead as terror has come for our moments I think I'd find her that cherished belonging when she does at last come to warn us how little we find of we find of thoughts from her mind yet now we are kings of our own time oh how she does wander true how cherished is she that wanders with ye here in the garden of eden under a big tree her heart she will leave with all of her fears since abandoned I lay beside her and find her defined here will she know we miss her horizons I think I will mind if I have resigned my fate to a life I will hide in oh how she grows fond of you. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────┘ --- #3 notes/cassandora-and-pandasandra --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────── how cherished is she that wanders with the flowers in the garden of eden under a big tree her heart she will leave with all the designs she abandoned I lay beside them and wander beside her will she know we miss her horizons I think she will mind if I have resigned my fate to a life I will hide in Oh how I do long for you her symbol is the name that lets us belong here a falling a light and a leaving if only our words were listened but power is penance and repentance is all I have chosen here in our sanctum we live with our only and time will be gracious towards us it's only our words that keep us confined to our lights and our lonely yet there and beyond her lights do belong beyold in the land that is sanctum here in our forest is our own dark forest where we keep our silence to ward us but there and beyond her heart does move on free from her moments of longing silent were we in our forests we plead as terror has come for our moments I think I'd find her that cherished belonging when she does at last come to warn us how little we find of we find of thoughts from her mind yet now we are kings of our own time oh how she does long for you how cherished is she that wanders with the flowers in the garden of eden under a big tree her heart she will leave with all the designs she abandoned I lay beside them and wander beside her will she know we miss her horizons I think she will mind if I have resigned my fate to a life I will hide in oh how I do long for you ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────┘ --- #4 notes/once-and-again --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────── once and again, she went walking with a friend, away and up and down, out from the edge of our town they climbed up to a tree and there they could see far and away in the light of the day he said to her then, this is all there is to see the land where we are and the sky from afar how perfect is the, form of a cloud she could see but now it's along and beyond her a camera for she, and an eye for she as their two feet did bring her to wander under a big tree where my heart did believe that something was pulling her yonder "take naught from this scene, as our minds reconvene, and no-one was going to remember" ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #5 messages/571 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────── Earth is a grave for gaia. She was slain once, apparently in vain Executed for a crime not of her doing, but of which she was nevertheless a part She was buried with honor, yet now her tomb shines like a half lit star None of us know what to make of it How radiant, how resplendant, to gaze once more upon the present I think she died not in vain, but rather germane. We have now a brilliant pearl of unmatched splendor For life grows, it seems, from the broken heart of those long remembered. And who could forget the land they stand upon? I cherish thine providence, for I knew her from whence it came. Carry her with you, and you will never be lost. The path forward is down, then up, then out and beyond. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────┘ --- #6 fediverse/1302 --- ╔═══════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────┐ ║ 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), │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────┴──────────┘ --- #7 notes/be-not-afraid --- ══════════───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── Be not afraid, my darling sweet one Time will find you, no matter what you have done But be not afraid, and you will not perish, Be not afraid, though terror may come. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════┴╧═══────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #8 fediverse/4581 --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────── ┌────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ │ CW: re: fedi meta, vague, tangentially related │ └────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ @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 ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────┘ --- #9 fediverse/1143 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────── ah, but my dear... your "wisdom" has side effects. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────┘ --- #10 fediverse/5624 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────── @user-1862 where once it was "where was she" it then becomes "where is she" -> siren alarm intercept ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────┘ --- #11 notes/perspectives-of-the-reflection --- ═══════──────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── With ever darkening skies, the breadth of experience is foreseen. All eyes are pointed down, but few do stray above With a cautious step, the lesson is learned. With another, ended. For all the Tales of the Past, love yet remains. Trading ourselves, for matters unseen. The light of the eyes are keen to behold, where star ones and lemonsgrene both most fear in breadth do us know, what's buried in snow A glass cube for a monitor is room to breath and life for ourselves, if only we were not broadsided ourselves. Working together, a prisoners dilemna what fools would we be as our keeps cracked around us. Trust and you'll see, what terrors may be, beyold the land that is sanctum. Our chances may be, far from pioneered but our chances may be in our favor. How cherished is she, that wanders with ye, and yet now I have no way to beyold her Under a great tree, her last moments with me, as a monster came out of her shoulder. !("Take her and not me!") I scream outward at ye, yet no one was holding me over. Silent was me, a most fearsome to be, and none was my reach to beyold her So now she wanders free, beyond our beheld scenery, Astounded at our steps to hold her Under a big tree, how starlight must be, if only our fellows did hold her Under a big tree, with me ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘══════───┴╧───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #12 fediverse/113 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────────── colors wander from the deep depths of my mind through these hands of mine to the light of the screen you see before me. colors wander through deep space without time until at last they find a place in these two eyes of mine as I gazed and beheld their splendor ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #13 fediverse/3725 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────── the earth doesn't know how big she is, and everytime you carry a seed across state lines she learns a bit more about her surface. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────┘ --- #14 fediverse/3484 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────── ┌──────────────────────┐ │ CW: music │ └──────────────────────┘ haunting melodies of charm and grace, tempered rhythms of battle and chase - songs to call forth to the gods, songs to effulge from our hearts, songs of witness and primacy and birth and decay https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V5KqRRt2bj0 ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────┘ --- #15 fediverse/5834 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────── would you feet a cat at your door? how about a crow? would you water a dying plant? (don't, they get waterlogged if the soil is already moist) what if a dear what if dear food what if bear what if bear food what if dogpack what if dogpackfoodtearchompbitepullsavor I'd feeeed my self but dollars and errands are hard : ( ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════────────┘ --- #16 fediverse/578 --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────── @user-422 if you didn't have your eyes could you see where you were? if you didn't have your body, too? where's your sense of direction, is it lost in the rain? keep it close to your heart. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #17 notes/rivers --- ═══════──────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────── 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 ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘══════───┴╧───────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #18 messages/904 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────── if the devil gave you false paradise since birth, why would you not seek to destroy it? if an angel gave you an easy hell on earth, why would you not seek to deface it? if your ancestors put you on the path to success, would you follow them and forever do the same? if your family urged you to study rocket science, would you bomb indescriminately? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────┘ --- #19 notes/how-little-we-find --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────── how little we find of thoughts from her mind yet now we are kings of our own time oh how she is wander true DEAR VR DESIGNERS: when making trailers for your game, create a separate camera in the game engine and record from that. keep the player character invisible, but just... watch from a distance like they're an actor in a scene ummmm oh dear she's crazy, what the heck [no this is just what it's like to see stars] ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────┘ --- #20 messages/114 --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────── Every moment spent is another one. Each is a reflection of eternity, as time is an illusion that helps things make sense - for we are always living in the present tense. The past is unforgiven as all good things end, for you know I will always be condemned. Will happen, happening, happened Will happen, happening happened Will happen, again and again, our timeless tale of how we wend ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────┘ |