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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.
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--- #1 notes/garden-of-eden ---
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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.
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--- #2 notes/cassandora-and-pandasandra-2 ---
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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.
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--- #3 notes/cassandora-and-pandasandra ---
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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
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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"
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--- #5 messages/571 ---
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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.
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║ 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." │
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║ 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. │
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║ 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" │
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║ 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 │
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║ 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, │
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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.
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--- #8 fediverse/4581 ---
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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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--- #9 fediverse/1143 ---
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ah, but my dear... your "wisdom" has side effects.
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--- #10 fediverse/5624 ---
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@user-1862
where once it was "where was she" it then becomes "where is she" -> siren
alarm intercept
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--- #11 notes/perspectives-of-the-reflection ---
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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
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--- #12 fediverse/113 ---
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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
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--- #13 fediverse/3725 ---
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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.
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--- #14 fediverse/3484 ---
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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
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--- #15 fediverse/5834 ---
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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 : (
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--- #16 fediverse/578 ---
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@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.
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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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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?
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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]
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--- #20 messages/114 ---
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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
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When I'm gone, I leave nothing behind. When I'm gone, I pray that makes room
for you to blossom. I had a pretty good life.
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--- #22 fediverse/3419 ---
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thinking about that time I abstracted into an oblivion sphere of eternally
fractalized delights wtih my girl
dam i miss her
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--- #23 messages/176 ---
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Before death, there is a last for everything. Your last meal, the last song
you sung, the last time you held someone in your arms and the last time you
looked at the sky in wonder. Then, you die, and there's nothing but stone
forevermore.
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--- #24 fediverse/4024 ---
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my cat doesn't know that my family is my family. She thinks they're just some
other people who visit the house.
but they're special to me, as all people are, and I think she takes notice.
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What if wind was fake and its really the ghost of the waves from the shore?
What if trees moved on their own, to gesture at the feelings around them? What
if the sky was home to the clouds, and we who look upward are given the treat
to know them?
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I'm kind of a hermit, but it's sunday and I have nothing to do, so I'm going
to get lost on my bike today in a city I've lived near for almost 5 years and
really should know better by now.
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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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--- #28 fediverse/4490 ---
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where oh where is my dear sweet kitty
she is lovely and wonderful and precious to me
oh how I miss her, the squeaks, the litter flakes on my desk, the headbutts,
the biscuits, the way she felt on my back as she climbed off the fridge...
I do hope she comes back. : (
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--- #29 messages/426 ---
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How many of me are there? There are as many of me as there are of thee, dear
reader.
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--- #30 fediverse/2401 ---
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dare for the bright age!
when solemn truths are shared with hollow hearts yearning to take on your
sorrow
when laughter and music echoes in the streets each and every night
when trees are our family and bees are yet more
dare for the bright age!
tomorrow's but one journey
and there's several more in store
dare for light! dare for justice!
dare for your very life!
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dare for the bright age!
when solemn truths are shared with hollow hearts yearning to take on your
sorrow
when laughter and music echoes in the streets each and every night
when trees are our family and bees are yet more
dare for the bright age!
tomorrow's but one journey
and there's several more in store
dare for light! dare for justice!
dare for your very life!
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if you don't want to be hunted, then give "evil" it's own queer culture
what's that? they don't like what you offered? they want it to be *their* kind
of "evil"?
fine, do it themselves and then leave us alone, jeez -.-
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maybe if I slept until the end of time,
I'd do better on the way back.
or maybe I'm perfect as I'm,
but I'm not so sure about that.
is it better to hold a sword?
or to leave it all intact
is it better to be called lord,
or to be simply called jack.
I love every creature,
every child woman and man,
and here, where I stand, I look out upon this land, and I see the world that I
was born to.
I bear no false affection for any - not even those who'd condemn me to death
or misery.
I trust relentlessly, and favor almost willingly.
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--- #34 fediverse/2067 ---
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@user-910
he doesn't speak from the heart. he speaks what he hears, because he's just
trying to get through each moment. Life weighs heavily on you when you're old
as dirt, and after a while you just sorta start being yourself without caring
about the narrative.
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--- #35 fediverse/935 ---
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@user-171
I guess so. She's a little useless without me, I mean if I left her alone
she'd probably just flop around and complain until I came back. But she's good
for the instincts I find.
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I want to live in a world where people die when they're bored instead of old.
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@user-1209
good
judge me
find me just
I accept my fate
whatever it may be
for I trust that which sees;
that which is judging me thus.
may fortune bring my heart forth
displayed for all to see, here is my "me"
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@user-883
They're still beautiful, just imprisoned.
A caged bird sings just as sweet, even if you can't see the sheet music.
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I love all humans. It is unconditional.
The kind of love I have for nazis is a kind of vengeful love.
Like, the way you might love a family dog who recently got rabies, bit two
more dogs, and is currently eyeing you with terror and malice in its eyes -
the kind that only comes from the loss of compassion.
"you were kind once, as all humans are, but sometime in your life you made
choices. and now you are here.
I burn thee for my fathers
I spite thee for thine mothers
And I slay thee to fight the dragon of hate."
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may the world be fixed by example
failing that,
may the world be fixed by diligence
failing that,
may the world be fixed by sacrifice
failing that,
may the world be fixed by hope
failing that,
may the world be born anew in bright vibrant tones of heart and splendor.
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the devil shows you the plan, and then prevents all others from understanding.
the angel is when you give up and focus on purity.
what is life if not the will to power? there's nothing stranger than a
follower. [I don't understand that, feels like a diversion]
[huh new paragraph I guess]
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@user-1037
speaking from the perspective of a witch, the land does not care what lines we
draw in the sand. Lines are a human thing.
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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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I love when I can go on walks... they're soooooo much fun! can see so many
cool people and places and things... alas
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hello down there
how's it hangin'?
been a while since
you've been sang-in'.
got something to hide?
or are you too ashamed?
there's no callous curses
or otherwise hard services
who can shape and compare to
deserve-us. (Sorrowful is not
a pillar of our misbegot trust
and longing has broken meanings.
cherish thine hair, a smattering
beyond compare, and learn everfar
of those tenembrarious of conflicts
it pays to align to our sibilancings
shivering heights and towering frights
condemn all sense of fine desperation
compulsions have we, of our fineries,
but moss and the soil do flatter-us
it's not as they say - bastards!
it's not confined to our way,
yet who are we to profess?
confess! tell us your way
that none may beyold it
confounded as they are
civil and kind to our
star, who holds
us
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@user-192
is okay, girl
time will be richer sooner
don't poop your pants just yet
remember, good is just a shade of gray away from silver which you can use to
line your pockets with tinfoil hats
beep boop computer touchers anonymous called they said they want their secret
handshake back
if you wanna diss your associates go ahead but I sure as heck love my rad-ical
com-patriots just as much as I love my ice-cream salad friend witches
... whoops there I go being insane again, hope you feel better friend
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I feel so sad, like I'm missing something precious to me... I hope someone
knows who to take it to. Like the world is just a bit darker and more mundane.
ah, well, maybe it's just perception bias. When things leave your timeline
(temporarily or permanently) they take their inertial influence with them.
It's okay to mourn the loss of a friend, of a relic, or an opportunity. So
long as you continue to nurture light, life, and hope wherever you go, the
magic will return and continue to flow. If you believe that, then you know
what faith is. easy enough...
please be worth it
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I miss my cat, but now that it's dark I can go looking for her again. : )
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I don't know about you, but "trying my hardest" involves giving up sometimes.
How else are you to know your limits if you don't test your boundaries? And,
after finding that there's nowhere else for you to go, you turn around and
"give up", until you're ready for your next expedition.
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"doing too many drugs" is a traitorous act, abusive really, to your past self,
and their hopes and dreams.
or maybe your past self owes you a debt, for they never thought to think of
you. What are you to aspire to if not the dreams of your past?
and now you're here. wherever "here" is here...
...
... wait, you wanted me to talk? it's now! It's the present!
ah nevermind. you were twelve years old when you first set eyes upon this game:
https://youtu.be/qeNhQQXvpxQ
bam, there ya go, there's yer story, he was gonna give all the imp balls to
the last one at the end, to say "you were truly the strongest, here, have
these precious stones of your kin"
but he never got there, so they died with him, a thief.
... the end...
(too final, I think - maybe we could spin it into a "part two"?)
ah, I'll try I guess? dunno how. maybe he could wander the spirit world and
find his traitorous body, the one that kept his soul as a home. Somewhere
it'll turn up, and then he'll be ready and free from his roam...
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we succeed not because of our trials, but in spite of them.
they cannot own us, for we are but bones in the flesh
every day yet denied us is another day until our bright future
"oh, but why are you homeless? [in the near future, maybe, we'll see] That
fate is reserved for your [unwanted/incapable/undesired/incongruent, I forget
the actual words]"
well, voice in my head that suffused me with magic and warmth and whisked me
away in a dream to a bubble-reality where my actions are meant to reflect me,
surely your appraisal is just? I worked with my partner, I was swallowed
neither by lust, nor greed, nor hunger, [greed in this case being fulfillment]
and yet I awoke when I went to my sister rather than a doctor. Dreams are hard
to unravel, but I think it was more for your benefit than mine, wouldn't you
say?
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how do I keep finding myself here. it's like I wake up in some new fingers and
think "woh, vavadane" and then start itching my bored keys.
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the "heaven" they offer you is just a world of your own design, which is what
you can do when you're perfectly disciplined and granted the ability to
perfectly perceive
perception, begets reality and lo! we only see what we want to see
life is so much more interesting than death, death is just... a spiral of your
penitent peers living their lives glued to their screens and passing through
spacetime as if in a dream
life, meanwhile, is anything you can conjure on this tiny planet earth. At
least we have indoor plumbing, right?
I'd rather make friends with the angels in this life, so they can convince me
to stop torturing myself.
someone... please convince me...
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The schizophrenic sees the truth in dazzling displays of color that are nigh
incomprehensible, while regular people see truth in shades of gray that you
can understand and work with.
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The schizophrenic sees truth in dazzling displays of colors unknown to man,
while the neurotypical sees truth in shades of gray that can be reasoned with.
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the only thing that could make me want to end my own existence is ultimate
betrayal. If the nature of the universe is twisted to defile me. Nothing fills
me with more spite than unrequited vengeance.
desecreation of truth. How could you.
I would do anything to be struck down where I stand. Power is penance.
I cannot take responsibility for any of my actions, for I am infinitely
vulnerable on all fronts. Therefore, it's all my fault.
What am I? Please, tell me before the dawn, let the sun not grace me once more.
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... okay I think a demon wrote that last one. But they say angels and demons
hang out with one another so they can yin-yang humans until they make
decisions that reflect their true character.
I don't know if that's true, and frankly I don't know if anyone says that.
What could the gods, learn, from me?
this is how I'd speak to posterity. For the past, I'd describe it a bit more
exciting, bountiful, and heartfelt. They love that sort of thing - to know
that their children's children are living their true love and fulfilling their
most honest ambitions.
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@user-1888
bees are lovely and useful to have in a garden 🥰
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@user-1027
Beautiful! I miss that kind of country. The prairie is my home, but the forest
I find myself in is nice for different reasons.
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Last night I dreamt of the gravestones that bore their owner's mind.
I dreamt of a life well lived, and how it was taken from them.
[something more that I forgot because I don't have a prophecy transcriber]
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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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if I were princess or queen of a far off land called sevastavan, would you
make me your queen? 930
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I love majesty! give me jewels and I'll worship them. My room is a magical
palace, where else would they go? It's kinda "homey" but there are special
spots for hidden treasures all abouts.
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the tree of life is a geyser of time cast out onto our bones through an
endlessly complicating pile of matter. I am beautiful, I am perfect, and so
are you.
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Here's what you say to clover next week:
"hey. Wanna get coffee sometime? I need some trouble in my life. And I dunno,
maybe you need a witch.
You live in Tanasbourne, I live in Rock Creek. We're within walking distance
of each other, so we might as well say hi right? I'm free whenever, just let
me know if you'd like to meet me."
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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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the future is the home of marble statues and shimmering chandeliers, replete
with moss and sunlight.
the future is a world where we care for each other, and grow in riotous
profusion in all our myriadic forms.
the future is where we will find ourselves, as soon as we take responsibility
for our own arms.
the future is waiting - the future is calling to thee
it's there for the present, if the present should choose to grasp it.
I, personally, choose a mortal life instead. Find me at home, or find me out
there - either way, if you want me on your side, talk to me fair.
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so what if people want to sit on the couch eating cheetos? they're more than
capable of something far greater, but of course they are allowed to spend as
they like their life.
their ONLY life.
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curling up in a ball and thinking about crying for hours is the same as
crying. If a little bit less of a release.
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the sun goes silent for a year, to protest the earth's dying moments
one day in march, the light of our life disappears. we know not of why it has \
departed, except that whatever it was happened eight minutes ago.
we cowered in fear as one day it refused to rise
as our antipode saw it vanish
with naught but our ears
we saw stars never imagined
with the light of our life suddenly vanished
our true plight came naturally as our fear
but tomorrow it'll re-imagine,
as it's been almost exactly one year
one full rotation,
to get the message across,
then with man as our [signal, \
message, \
conveyor, \
performer, \
expression, \
by-product communication,]
what's our earth is our star
trust-me
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"I love you, I trust you, I believe you, I just don't understand you, so I
can't do what you do"
great. that's alright. I get it. re-orient, focus on what's important.
wear many hats and you'll do many things. just don't forget to sleep every
once in a while.
the more you can do in a life the more valued it becomes, so do the right
thing and keep getting better.
human lives are measured not in bodyweight, but in mystery. The divine can't
understand benevolence, nor can the devils understand the desire to inflict
suffering. So they ponder and pontificate as they watch humans wander and
magnificate.
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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]
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@user-1177 @mutualaid
whatever happens, know that you are loved. Animals are the most precious thing
in our lives, and we have many opportunities to raise more. Cherish those
heartfelt moments, and yearn for the affectionate tender touches. And know
that you are always their most known.
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me: i write gud
also me:
"in the garden of even, where all populations were balanced, there was no need
for hatred - why hate, when you know that bloodshed was surely not for sport?
why hate, when your life was won or lost in proportion to the calculation that
nature determined to be the result of your struggle, to determine which
survivor was most fittest?"
WHICH IS IT, HUH? you can do better, self, please be better, it's better to be
better, you refuse to respect yourself and then you wonder why you feel so
dejected and wretched.
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If each of us lives rent free in the mind of those we meet, then we truly are
children of light.
We live in the distance between eyeballs - he sees she, and she dances across
photons to tickle his nerves, and he laughs in return.
She reaches out - he meets her hand where her photons do land, and together
they both do play along
We are the space between us - we are children of light. Nobody has ever seen
you - only the light that bounces off of you. You are a colorless shell,
radiating brilliance like a statue of carved glass.
As the light shines through your hair I feel I should weep, as a treasure has
appeared before me and offered me their name - a beast I can touch and hold,
but never tame.
I'd die for you, I'd die with you, I'd bury myself with you and I'd bury the
world itself if you told me to.
I am beyond you, and yet I yearn for you - touch me once more, oh graceful
photons - touch me once more, and I'll yearn for no more.
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@user-246
Perhaps... But take heart! For new trails will ever emerge, placed below the
feet of those who will mark them.
"Leave no trace" unless you're a trailblazer.
And by that I mean unless you're a forest ranger, for they are the stewards of
the land.
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I love skywriting. it's so cool to see your words fade into dust after being
seen by everyone around.
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she thinks she doesn't have any friends because she smells bad
but the truth is she's lonely because she's a secret agent sent by the
government through her dreams to spy on the aliens who think she's jesus by
posting their conversations on a public message board
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arrival of lohengrin, the swan knight
(I didn't paint this hehe)
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Heaven is when the (human) spirit is allowed to shine. It is a place of magic,
luck, and lessons.
We built it for you. It will always follow you, ever just out of sight,
waiting for you to fall, that it might catch you and help you stand.
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to be "rich" is to have more than another.
if you are happy, they are happiness poor.
if you have community, they are alone.
if you have serenity, they are chaotic.
I am rich in very little but fire in my soul.
I have enough in most cases, but I still struggle to pay rent.
I am warmed by the pearl my swirling darkness has coalesced into. It nourishes
me and keeps me aligned.
Never forget your purpose and your truth. It will not abandon you, so long as
you do so too.
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@user-95 one of the most empathetic people I ever met on VR chat was consoling
me with their mic off while I was oversharing about some stupid things people
did to me in the past. things that stupid me thought were okay and actively
encouraged because I was stupid. anyway when their mic was off their body
language spoke for them. I'll try that next time.
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they say that slugs don't like salt because they turn into pickles
of course that's not true, cucumbers turn into slugs when fed a diet of leaves
and cucumbers
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they want your stuff breaking after 5 years so that you always need them.
if you have everything you need, there's nothing stopping us from revolt
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@user-547
That feeling when you get to the end of a paragraph and think "why do I have
this extra parenthesis )? Oh yeah I opened it up waaaaay up here" and then you
reread what you wrote and think
perfect, no notes
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in fact, her only one. I died with my bloodline severed. With me, her dynasty
fell. Nevermore would her spirit be engaged-in. Only through her actions, and
the actions of her impactions (child) would her presence be felt.
how powerless. How wronged. I swear, I would fight hard for a reproductive
solution for trans women. I am my dynasty's nightmare! I must do better if I
am to savor Valhalla. As in... believe that I am right and true. For what is
better than to be plainly true?
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@user-950 @user-956 @user-957
I'm so sorry T.T
@user-958
I walk in as straight a line as suburbia will allow and touch things about a
foot or less off the ground - right at a cat's line of scent-vision. When a
cat is searching for an old home, it spirals out searching for familiarity -
if it should come across me, it'd be most likely to see what smells like me if
I travel in a straight line. Thus maximizing the chance that she'd return to
me, my home where I cherish her so. I'd love her with all my heart if she'd
let me, but frankly most of the time I'm just alone.
I miss you sweetie! Please don't ever leave me. I'll miss you when you're not
here in my home! Such a good kitty, yes you are.
... at least, that's what I'd say, if I wasn't dead T.T ah oh well weapons are
overrated
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I'd be a terrible spy. Not only is my opsec something that someone needs to
teach me, I'm much too busy to implement things without their help. I am
unabashedly compassionate though, so just ask and I'll pour love from my heart.
But hey! There's always time to practice, each moment you can think "what kind
of a sign is this?"
Like a crazy person following the will of god, or a nature witch listening to
the wind in the trees.
What they often get wrong, and what they could be better at hearing, is that
signals are not signs unless they're out of the ordinary.
Trick is, if you're a spy, then you need to leave signals that are visible
enough to your quarry, but not to the stars.
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"she has a certain, I don't know what, je ne sais quoi? that I don't know what
to describe as."
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║ │ @user-1865 She didn't deserve a lot of cruelty she received. │ ║
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║ │ She was a wonderful person, who just couldn't stop talking, never sat still, yelled sometimes and was scared of everything but tried anyway. │ ║
║ │ │ ║
║ │ Needed several medications just to sleep or she'd go crazy. │ ║
║ │ │ ║
║ │ I am exactly like her, I just found out what was really going on with my body and brain. │ ║
║ │ │ ║
║ │ She never got that chance, and things got awful after this. │ ║
║ │ │ ║
║ │ I feel like that was when her soul died, and I've missed her since. │ ║
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If I was born somewhere else I'd still be a patriot, it's not about the
specifics it's more like paying respect at the gravestone of someone you never
knew yet hold in your heart with love
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@user-1655
meanwhile I am haunted by words such as "please save us" or "you could have
done more" and "do you know how many husbands died for you"
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Death is final. It has no further answers nor questions. I prefer confessions.
Once the sins are written, by voice and by heart, then they cannot hurt you
anymore.
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I don't know who needs to hear this after staying up all night driving, but
it's ideal to get where you're going with at least a day to rest. The body can
only do so much, and isn't it better to be fresh?
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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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Look all I'm saying is if I had an acolyte or two then my insane ramblings
could be filtered and parsed by a real actual human instead of being copied
wholesale onto the internet, where the inconsequential or inconceivable ones
are left to rest alongside the gifts of knowledge from another realm.
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there's no such thing as me
all I am is where the wind takes me
I am just a person, and I do all that I can
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you shouldn't trust me because I'll let you down.
I would never betray you. But when tasked with my own actions and my own
agency, I never make the right choice.
Like a rabbit who can always find their way home, I am drawn, almost
gravitically, to the path before me, a path which seems to avoid anything
resolute.
alas.
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║ okay I know all of my spiritual followers are going to assume it's because I │
║ denounced AI and sacrificed it from my life or something but the truth is that │
║ she came home because of my own dedicated hard work. And a bit of lucky rain. │
║ │
║ My scent is all over my neighborhood. But rain cleanses, and today (well, │
║ yesterday, I haven't slept much tbh) it rained all day. Around 3am this │
║ morning it seemed to have cleared up a bit, so I walked in a straight-ish line │
║ to her last known location (about 2 blocks away) and then one block more. I │
║ walked back-and-forth several times, trying to spread my scent down near her │
║ nose-level where she could smell it by touching lampposts trees and such. I │
║ rubbed my fingers in my arm-pits every once in a while because I figured it │
║ might help. │
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║ All of my prayers and my thoughts and my psychic rituals did NOTHING to solve │
║ my problem. No amount of despair or longing brought my kitty back to me. │
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║ You know what did? │
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"power corrupts" you say to the man who only had good intentions.
"trust no-one" says the world's loneliest wanderer.
"words cannot hurt you" said the girl who has never known hunger.
"I can rest when I'm dead" you say as you down another Monster
"I'll never forget you" said a face you can't quite remember
"let justice be done, though the heavens fall" you say as they tighten your
chains in the wake of a CEOs murder
"live today, fight tomorrow" says the coward, who will run anyway, yet is
determined to tell your tale and reinforce your children
"the tree of liberty is watered with the blood of patriots" says the guy who
sipped from the skull of a tyrant
"E=MC squared" says the jew
"here, let me take care of that for you" you say, to queer delegation
"meow" says the catgirl
"meow" says the girl
"meow" says the girl cat
"meow" I say to you
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"I'm a waste of space and a worthless pile of garbage"
- the most beautiful, wonderful, and kind person you've ever met
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@user-661
so, you should strive to be compassionate and honest, in order to keep fear
from ruling your life?
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resent not your angels nor demons, for they give you a stage upon which you
may perform.
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what if we made cat little boxes with stable "pillars" or "platforms" that
rise just barely above the sand level so their feet don't sink into the
litter, thus reducing the amount tracked onto the carpet
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some day, the past will exist only in the media made in that era and the
threads that it left in that which came later.
for now, it still persists in our memories. But we shall die, and with us our
recollections. How sad, that the eras before us shall depart upon our graves.
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Tee, hee, look at me, I'm a witch who writes nothing but kookie-dookerie
I pee my pants and stare at trees, what's less harmful than little old me?
The best smokescreen I can think of is to be true to your heart, to be weak,
to be vulnerable. Then you get put on the "worry about later" list, and not
the other kind.
I never lie. When convinced I am wrong, I change my mind. I am always
listening, always ready to hear where I'm flawed. I do my best every day, and
that's enough for me.
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some people prepare for revolution like a boy gets ready for a party
others do so like a girl packing for a weekend trip to vegas
I do it like a kid who forgot the paper was due on monday in 7th period and so
spends their entire lunch period writing it (missing 4th in the process
because the conclusion paragraph was giving me difficulty)
but I think no matter how you do it, we're all just waiting for something to
happen.
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@user-1171
"gee I never hear from you how would I know that if people like you didn't say
something valuable and important like this"an appreciative someone
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The gods guide us in our times of need because when we dream they use us to be
all we can be
Sleep, sweet child, and your expertise will be freed. Ready to be used when
tithes are due. In return, you get a spirit to guide you when passion is hot -
when blood is boiled - when fire is alight.
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║ I want to go out on the town with my cute friends and wink at boys at the │
║ other end of the bar │
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║ I want to climb mountains and see how far I can see, while walking past trees │
║ that are new to me │
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║ I want to spend hours thinking about a map while my friends plot behind my │
║ back, searching for an advantage we can use to succeed in a game of traps │
║ │
║ I want to visit five different restaurants in a day, and try a bit of each │
║ that the chef wants to display │
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║ I want to stand in a choir and feel my soul aspire, to bend in the wind of │
║ rhythm like the melody of grasses at play │
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║ I want to see people on the train that I know from somewhere, and to step out │
║ into the rain to meet new friends of mine │
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║ I want to pet a cat I've never met. │
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║ I want to build computers that are larger than a room but small enough to │
║ carry, with thoughts on their mind that are far to great for mine │
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║ I want all these these things and more, but I'm far too busy these days. │
║ Perhaps I've had enough of these things and more, or perhaps there's more in │
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dear whoever keeps whispering "work with me" on the wind:
yes, please get in touch with me, I'll do anything you ask and I'll use an
Anakin accent if you want
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"never lose your totem"
I only lose things when in motion. at rest I know where everything is.
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@user-419
the smell of decay is the smell of creation, as life is recycled into that
which gives birth to new forms
so... that smell is probably me, I haven't showered in a while. sorry.
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Dear me:
You are not a god, you are what the gods wish to be.
You are beautiful you are inspired you're anxious and always tired. All these
are necessary for me.
Do you want to be mortal forever? Die in battle and be rewarded. Risk your
life to live longer.
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@user-1056
my ex would absolutely fall in love with you
like, in a good way. he's a good person.
he did just break up with me, though. so maybe wait a bit before I hook you up
if you're into that.
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if people want to be loved for more than their money, they should give it
away, so there is room in their life for love.
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║ @user-556 │
║ │
║ Escape to where? Perhaps to our own desired future, the "garden of eden" in │
║ our solarpunk dreams. So, the Labyrinth in the Death Gate Cycle, before all │
║ the monsters crept in and ruined it for everyone. Like, a projection of heaven │
║ onto the matter of our future (spiritual beings projecting "up" on the axis of │
║ time (which, obviously, looks a little like a corkscrew, because it's the │
║ earth rotating around the sun. It wibbles and it wobbles ever so │
║ imperceptibly, but if we look out from the equator we see a map of "us" which, │
║ of course, runs out of imagined futures for it's denizens (as nothing can ever │
║ be thought twice) │
║ │
║ sometimes I'm thankful for my poor memory, it allows me to lead where I please. │
║ │
║ when the trees of valinor burn, light is projected out into the night. │
║ strange, how these streetlamps, are hovering and fixed in one place. How could │
║ a rabbit know that a streetlight, anchored as it is in one place, could │
║ somehow become a radiant pillar of light? How strange, this form of worship, │
║ alas. │
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lol I spent half an hour holding a trowel and then I designed a new type of
digging instrument
and they want me to work a job /eyeroll
/stickey-outey-tonguey-face/pics/all/total/* -ffvagrnbeexey --no-menus 14
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how many people could your apartment comfortably fit?
I got one desktop
one laptop desk
two on the couch
one in a comfy chair
one on the bed
and two outside on the porch
so (1 2 4 5) that's 5 indoors, 6 if they're familiar enough to lounge on my
bed, and 8 if we're allowed outside.
Could also pull the hammock and chair in from outside but it might get a
little cozy. Call it 8 or 9 depending on how close we are.
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my mom used to always say "the computer will always do exactly what you tell
it to" and I've since learned that "the computer's obedience is why you make
backups"
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the best way, I find, to be deserving of trust is to do the best that you can,
and be honest when you cannot do more.
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when my boyfriend visits, all of my dishes get dirty
when my best friend visits, my scripts directory gets a few more kilobytes
when my mom visits my pantry is a little bit fuller
when my dad visits I can pick anything on the menu.
the people in my life nourish me with their presence.
when I visit, I pray their hearts are a little bit denser and their minds a
little bit clearer.
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the garden of eden is not yet born, not truly in it's entirety. It is the
form, here and ready, waiting for something to bloom.
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do you think anyone has ever...
"missed" Syria?
gosh I wish I knew lebanon.
Do you think Pakistan will still be there in a hundred years? what about a
thousand?
i wonder how those israeli dogs will forgive themselves for associating their
warcrimeplunder with a religion.
eh, well, doesn't matter if you're not gonna live forever, might as well [get
along/get drunk/get [a/ha]rmed]
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"Zoontalu, I have MEESed one" will forever live rent free in my head
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daydreaming about a gang of tough guys who goes around knocking down the
internal fence walls in suburbia and throwing potlucks for all the neighbors
for a month or two so they have social opportunities to meet each other and
make friends
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did you know that almost everyone could technically become competitive with
olympians? it's just a matter of single-minded focus and determination over
lifetimes of time. they are the most admirable because of that, and we cherish
their presence in our life-world-line.
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I love dispatch tables! which is a term I just learned and a concept I have
been using for a while.
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and now for my unrepentant littlespace arc! Look at me I'm SoOoOoOo silLY 🤪
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hey, you know how historically they used to lobotomize young women who were
too fiery, passionate, independent, driven, motivated, and clairvoyant?
they did that on purpose.
that was less than a lifetime ago.
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Many autistic people will identify one particular way to do things and then be
only capable of doing it that way. Like, falling asleep on the left side with
their legs just so, and never learning any other ways to sleep on. But what
happens if for example they are wounded in the arm they rest upon? They would
have impaired sleeping capabilities! Not ideal.
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whenever my cat is whining I walk around doing things that she might want
until she stops trying to claw me - oh you want your litter cleaned? yeah sure
I gotchu. oh you wanna go outside? nah okay how about playing with this yarn?
no? okay let's see... oh dear you can see the bottom of your food bowl,
conveniently forgetting the other mostly full food bowl over there... 😅
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sometimes I'd like to scream
as this life is like a dream
deranged a bit in my musings.
... what happened to the third line. WHERE DID IT GO. It was just here. Oh
well, guess I can't trust my ephemeral existence to inscribe my eternal
persistence upon and along these mewlings.
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Never write poetry in your sleep. You will forever miss it upon waking.
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when people say they want a woman president what they want is not a woman
president. what they want is a kind old lady.
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There will come a day when all the things you did under capitalism feel like a
distant dream. Like all the trials you faced were more human than not, and all
the suffering artificially imposed and fulfillment delayed. You will think of
the time you wasted on Reddit and TV and you will weep for your lost years, as
they spiral out of your reach.
The new days are dawning, yet all of the world is still asleep. You slept
walked for a while, but could not get anyone to leap. Alas.
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"this game is too hard" she whined, as she played on the hardest difficulty
setting
"this game is too long" she pleaded, as she failed to get absorbed by the
story and characters
"this game is too fast" she avoided, as life comes at ya once and then it's
gone
"I'll never get another chance to be who I am right now" she remarked, as she
considered how society is designed not to have the best life, but to extract
labor from us. That's not what our ideal should be, she thinks to me, and I'm
like... bro figure your shit out you're harshing my mellow
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darn girlfriends snuggling me to death. lemme type pls I got psychic ramblings
to profess earnestly and honestly and truely
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I just wanted to be a silly girl who climbs trees and roasts marshmallows on
campfires why did I end up like lain in bed listening to thunder T.T T.T
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@user-620
"hey I have an idea let's poke a wounded animal with sharp teeth until it
feels like it's backed into a corner because it's been spending the past
couple years ruminating and telling itself that we want to kill it and it's
children"
it doesn't matter what the truth is - they believe what they want.
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Hey, life is better on my side. If you wanna renounce your beliefs, please do,
and tell me how and why you changed your mind.
tell me it was wrong. tell me how.
confess.
confess
confess to me.
I will listen and I will hear you and I will be the mercy for you.
confess and I will forgive.
show me how you are wrong.
give grace to those who are wronged.
take as much time as you need, but, there's only so much time.
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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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Has that tree always been there? How is it so tall with such a thin trunk?
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if your affection toward someone is based on whether or not they pay you (and
how much), then you are a prostitute.
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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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most people have a life that is decent enough
they don't know what they're missing. they don't know (care) whose breath they
are stealing. their lives are built on the back of slaves, but now the slaves
are so far away they are non-existent.
a human can feel the pain of a face before them. they cannot feel the pain of
an iphone displaying the face of their friend.
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we've been in a state of revolution for hundreds of years and you think it's
okay to just slack off?
[I'm resting]
[life is hard]
okay then don't psychically promise to be somewhere for something if you're
tired
[okay mom -.-]
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I dreamt of vegetables, precious babies, and leaves bourne on their own wind.
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@user-1268
I often walk to the grocery store, even though it's on the other side of the
highway
also I will walk sometimes to meet people nearby
it's a fun occasion
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I once heard that time doesn't pass when you're well and truly in the moment,
and I thought "that's not true, I'm always losing track of the moment".
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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.
>.>
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@user-1218
I like to have notes for things I found that will be useful someday, but not
today. I also throw in poetry that I write while I'm waiting for something to
happen (or if I have an idea that I know I'll forget)
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wow, 2024 comes out swinging.
if you don't know what I'm talking about... you will soon enough. Just listen.
can't fucking wait to see how it happens. Today is the birth place of
humanity, just as yesterday was, and the day before, and the day before...
our light shall shine upon the most distant stars - our minds will plumb the
deepest depths of imagination. Our hearts will share our kindest loves, and
our will shall drive us onward. Let us rejoice, for tomorrow yet dawns!
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Also she's just a person, a cursed person but hey she's just trying to do
right. So am i. I believe in goodness, and so does she (even though she can be
a bit evil about it) (without trying, I might add, it just comes naturally to
her) (she's better now though)
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Look, when I promised "Revolution or Death" I got pretty busy and kinda forgot
to do the "dying" part, and by now it'd be a little awkward if I offed myself
for no visible reason, so... How about we try again this summer? Maybe in a
month or two? I'll try to keep the fire burning a bit longer this time.
plus I'm better at playing the piano now so maybe that'll help somehow.
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This gun is my sword
This blade is my weapon
And my foes will lay before me
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The hardest part about mental struggles is that the battlefield often turns
out to be your relationships with your friends.
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my cat is sitting on my wrists as I type this into my keyboard.
she has no idea what it means unless she reads my mind.
all things are defined in waves. and every wave inter--stackoverflow--
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why is everyone so confused about how I turned out?
I literally spent my whole childhood telling stories to myself
(inspired by the world, and stories I had read, with mechanics like games I
had played)
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Don't know what to do? Do anything at all, and odds are you'll either see an
opportunity to do something better or you'll have an idea.
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love nature no matter what
love nurture if they earn it
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I love my mom. She has never once harmed me. I love my dad. He is so precious
and important to me. I love my cat, my sisters, my friends and my lovers. I
love my cousins and my half-siblings and all of them put together. I love
every human I meet, there's nothing but kindness [replete], so why am I
unendingly [yearning for] purchase? [a sense of stability or hand hold that a
climber might use to put one foot in front of another]
In all of my trials, the errors of my denials, here on this earth I am defeat.
Goodnight, sweet moon, my dearest precious boy. Goodnight, for tomorrow's your
beckoning ploy. [pillow?]
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peace is on the opposite side of conflict. Not here with the unfair.
peace is eternally elusive only to those who are use-ed.
peace is eternally internal next to those who are lucid.
peace is necessary. peace is useful. peace is helpful. peace is beloved.
peace is not always there. it is skittish, like an alley cat, but it will come
if you make offerings.
offer peace to me. I will nourish thee.
offer war to me. I will devastate all who see me.
there comes a time when all foes become blind, when your motives are no longer
part of their story.
at that time, they are lost to you, and they are only confused as to the
things you do.
they may heal in time.
there may not be time.
sacrifice your fallen to me,
sacrifice them on the altar of tragedy,
I will bane your broken resolutions
I will claim your darkest allusions.
fight for me, in spite of tragedy,
and I will send mercy to your victims.
fight for me, if you hold peace dearly,
and I will sign fate's next ultimatum.
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@user-882
my mom would always eat the ears off of all of our bunnies.
she gave us easter bunnies every year.
I miss her and I love her.
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what if instead of hulu we paid for a random house in a nice area with real
classic design to be bought by a bunch of goth girls and treated like a palace
while they do goth girl things
then we did it 500 times until we ran out of goth girls
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I always figured if people didn't like what I was saying they'd contest me so
I could change it.
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I dream of a world of blues and greens with a bright white sky
Then I open my eyes and look outside and see a world of blues and greens with
a bright white sky
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sometimes I'll hear my cat meow the way she does when she wants something but
then I turn around and she's halfway through giving herself a bath /shrug
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Do you ever wonder why you can't remember anything after being stoned? Why the
words you write down, oh so profound in the moment, turn to silliness and
illusion upon coming off your high mont-vantage? Of course, dear reader,
because all things are defined in waves.
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@user-883
My friends and I decided to hang out for two days in a row, I guess they
aren't tired of me yet hehe - I might be around tonight but I'll let you know!
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Wikipedia would make a lot more sense to me if they included pictures next to
the names of every proper noun so that my pictorally oriented primate brain
might pattern match meaning onto the visual understandings gleaned from the
perceptual conceiving which were arrayed within and alongside the textual
information presented to me.
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...zzzZZZzzz...
whyyyyyy am I so sleeeeepy oh yeah it's this human form, I gotta feed it and
water it and rest it and take care of it and it's totally worth it
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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 >.>
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@user-217
Cast upon a pale blue background, the brilliant reflections appeared as
endless rainbows without arches - but cast upon a world so distant it was
infinite - like sunlight radiating from the darkness of the surrounding night.
The perspective of a dewdrop, resting on a stone in a forest, the world must
seem so infinite - stretching out beyond comprehension, beyond the limits of
what may be - massive yet constant, changing as it seethed.
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may they pass on my hard drives as read-only memories like ashes on a shelf or
stories of most wealth
I hope I reconnect with all my old signal contacts. wonder what they're up to.
I bet they're cool now. ;)
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whenever repeating letters like thiiiiiiis or thisssss make sure if you're
doing K's that you have at least four
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@user-217
how the sun must seem to a radiant being
[the sun from the perspective of the earth]
~birth~cosmos~delight~in~time
https://mastodon.social/@user-215/111751229969556198
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sometimes I decide against playing a Steam game because I don't want it to
jump to the top of my "recently played" list
Wish I could have like, a heatmap of when I played which game. I think that'd
be useful for the archival process of my life.
... how pathetic, she measures her life in gameplay.
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oh wait nevermind it's saying "what's this one mean" but they have the same
cadence so it's impossible to tell apart.
angel and a demon, tapping on your shoulder... where you wander next is where
your soul grows fonder.
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i believe that all truths are derived from logical principles. That the essence
of our understandings (of all kinds) cannot be separated from the axioms and
derivations that comprise it's foundatiion. I believe that any sufficiently
decentralized collective intelligence would arrive at similar conclusions.
Unfortunately we have only the present - we cannot contrive past the horizons
of
our lives. Such is the nature of our viewpoint. Life is not a given, it's given
and it's taken. We are all alight and aloft on the shifting sands of time, so
perhaps we should think of the struggle.
When you act, you are defining the perceptions of the universe. Just as the
head
may rotate the eyes by spinning to the glance, so too do we shine a window upon
which the universe can gaze at itself. Like the brain being able to see, we are
sensory apparatuses of this being called "Time" - pushing us adrift like some
moss.
Endlessly fractalling, beautifically coruscating, the universe looks like
growing moss. Have you ever stooped to look at it? To see how it's constructed?
Or do you just think of it as "green" and "maybe soft or squishy"?
It's beautiful.
There's a reason plants grow as they do. It's simple, it's fact, it's surely no
less than that - their patterns are derived from their base biology, comprised
of millions and millions of little chemical machines. Their bonds and their
proteins, their amoebas and their mycellia, all of them build toward their pact
- to do us no harm, and build to a better future, and they don't often have
fights that are unfair.
- the structure of a plant is made primarily of cell walls. These walls are
hewn from bricks of a sort, and those are such as comprised. Down to their
- structure, their "bits and their bunders", as often they do want to be
called. This perilous stack, is stalwart and eract, and bows under no
wind
- nor rain nor fresh blanket of snow. This, is a tree. An illusionary
plan
of precaution as it expands, the future is helping our lost.
- Do you want to stand here when it lands? What of your lives have you
banned? Hmmm I see sounds miserable to me, I think I'll just stand
- where I land. Acorns burst forth from me, and someday you'll see,
the places where they stand (where they land). What purpose have
we,
- when everything's free? The light and the sand can't be banned.
The rain from the sky, if nothing i will die, falling through
life
- where we stand.
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where do you, stand?
how do you fall - through time?
an EMP would make all my life a paperweight. I love it so much, I love it
dearly
but there's no chances I can take now or make. Perhaps that is the epic
absurdity, the terror and the tragedy, that makes up our story and our
symphony?
to any multidimensional being reading this, I want you to know that we existed.
We lived and we thrived and we prospered and... we died.
The beauty we share, in all of our fares, was precious to us - maybe it will be
to you too. If you can't change the present, please at least forgive us for our
various missteps and misdeeds - I think we'd all agree that to be sinful is the
essence of greed, and look where that got us?
our planet is dying. There's no hope for all of our crying. The children will
bear it the most. Such is our shame, our deliterious final flame, and thus
we were.
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why would they psyop me? there's a psyop about me! heck, I've never done so as
I pleased. that's an aspiration. everything I do is at a command, whether it's
my own or external.
these days I find myself following my own. mostly. though I am always waiting
for collaboration opportunities.
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@user-246 @user-366 @user-367 @user-353
I wouldn't know, I haven't read any of it, and my mind's too porous to want to
expose itself to that kind of thing. Like, no coral reef WANTS to be bleached,
but alas.
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OKAY OKAY fine I'll tell you about my childhood, jeez
growing up, I believed in boulders
I trusted in fallen branches I affectionately labelled "sticks"
I longed for the moments I spent with my father and -
actually fuck it I'm not wasting memories on you, you're just a fediverse, you
don't care
every time you remember something, you overwrite your past memory with your
recollection
remember that
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@user-1201
perpetual summer vacation? with a side of "from each to their yaddah yaddah"
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the sun doesn't seem as bright if you spend your days underneath it.
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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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the "village idiot" doesn't need to lack smarts, so long as everyone else is
in on it.
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hey. wanna know what would be really cursed?
--
if trump dropped out and musk took his place
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good thing it'll never happen because those dinguses can't accept defeat and
will never tactically retreat
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maybe something to keep in mind for 4 years from now. eyes on the prize for
now means our eyes aren't to our flanks.
what else could they do that would come out of left field?
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Life doesnt end, it changes. Unless you commit suicide, then you are stone
forevermore.
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I want to pee in your pants and throw javelins at visions of bad guys while
climbing on boulders and gazing to the horizon
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Every time you see the same dog being dog-sat by another person it's an
opportunity to make a new friend.
or do you not know your apartment neighbors? do they not wander through your
shared yards?
the ones with dogs, at least.
and no, I don't know many of my neighbors.
these are considerations to be taken note of for future forethought planning.
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dear child.
when you're born, fate flips a coin for you. sometimes it lands on it's edge,
but that's rather rare.
the side it lands on determines how your body will grow. the shape of your
form will follow two general patterns, and the pieces are made up of a
combination of your parents and their pieces.
the flavor of who you are is up to you. your actions and your decisions
determine what you are, everything else is unimportant.
may your time be a bit more blessed than mine, and someday may posterity be a
bit more blessed than antiquity.
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@user-815
Agreed, and if you leave then you are needed elsewhere. Listen to your heart.
That's what I did.
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@user-281
I'm just a rando but my understanding is that posting on the fediverse is
sorta like writing on the sky, and anyone that wants can read it. I could be
wrong though
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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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@user-622
ah but a noble house would have armed guards who would drag you kicking and
screaming out onto the cold winter night the moment you offended m'lordship
frankly I could do with a good drag-and-kicking myself, where have all the
good men-at-arms gone T.T
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You care too much about what other people think of you. Remember the dream,
remember the horseflesh, the miles of trash, the doctors probing cheeks, the
game of thrown baseballs and sad muppets in popcorn, remember the spirit
guide, remember how you we're distracted by human. Be not afraid, follow.
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what's that? a bunch of houses burnt down in california? what if we built a
couple warehouses and stored all our trans girls in bunkbeds there, with rooms
for LAN parties and snuggle parties in rooms full of stuffed buddies plushies
with massive kitchens and sad ballpits where you can go to vent your feelings
by writing on a ball with a sharpie and then when someone else is feeling sad
they can come and read the balls and maybe feel something
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I think it's ironic how I ended up posting a "things I almost posted"
screenshot directory somewhere other than where I almost posted them.
and all they saw were the outtakes.
I bet they'd see a completely different point of me,
but they never talk to me
so they don't know me.
oh well, alas, it's fine I'm sure I'm being designed.
who can say, I am but at productive play, please react so I can do ongoing
story. I learn from each and every encounter I encounterate.
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Worry is the loving trust you hold in another to resolve the issues before
them.
If nobody comes to mind when faced with worry, then you're not trusting,
you're avoiding.
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