=== ANCHOR POEM === ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════────── ┌──────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ │ CW: suicide-mentioned-this-curse-will-give-you-nightmares-of-what-could-yet-be │ └──────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ 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. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────┘ === SIMILARITY RANKED === --- #1 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 │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────┘ --- #2 fediverse/4068 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────── 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. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────┘ --- #3 messages/1183 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─── the pen is mightier than the sword because a single line can authorize any number of deaths. and, with equal regard, dream of vivid new artistry or calculate impossibilities or dazzle us with displays of these or any number of brilliances to believe of these. a firm grasp on your sword and a pen that cuts sharper to the truth than any other knife these are the tools to achieve the wielding of force, of might. to wield might is to fail it, but sometimes, we can't do better. power is penance. It's hard to bear such weights. what if I could push a button and all of my text would come out magenta [rating: negative D minus] ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──┘ --- #4 fediverse/4076 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────── ┌──────────────────────────────┐ │ CW: spirituality-gestured-at │ └──────────────────────────────┘ 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... ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────┘ --- #5 messages/1427 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ the people around me are my understudies. I guess. unbeknownst to me. somehow that makes me feel more vulnerable? like gee there's people who want to kill me, great. scary. and they all hate me, but lust for what I might let them become. All they have to do is master me, and then they can kill and replace me. great. I think I'll continue to scream, thank you very much. PLEASE PLEASE GOD OH GOD HELP ME PLEASE yeah yeah, heard it all before. what's up this time my child? uhhuh, have you tried turning it off and on again? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════┘ --- #6 messages/747 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────── 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 -.- ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────┘ --- #7 fediverse/1014 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────── ┌──────────────────────┐ │ CW: politics │ └──────────────────────┘ @user-744 @user-246 it's exhausting, but what are we supposed to do? Lie down and rot? That's incel thinking. I'm not going to do that. They've already placed the last straw. It's only a matter of time now, the tide has shifted. You can't prepare for everything, and it's not a good idea to waste yourself in self-conflageration, but they are increasingly forcing us to orient our lives around them. They deserve what's coming. The oppressed are not the defeated. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────┘ --- #8 fediverse/4200 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────── ┌──────────────────────┐ │ CW: drugs-mentioned │ └──────────────────────┘ "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... ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────┘ --- #9 fediverse/1417 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────── a 4th dimensional entity would exist at about the same speed we do sometimes... it feels like what I do is my responsibility to the universe like, I had been commanded the reason nations are important is because they are an allegiance based solely on geography. something we can all agree on is the material, so why not define ourselves by it? but that's all they are just words we pray to our star so look around. Your allegiance is to your neighbor, and theirs to theirs, an endless fabric of trust. We are all neighbors on this ball of sticks and mud, so come along with me and see the ways it could be. Much brighter, by far, to orbit our star, than to give up on life's precious notions. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────┘ --- #10 messages/268 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────── 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." ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────┘ --- #11 messages/951 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────── 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? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────┘ --- #12 fediverse/5636 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────── 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. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────┘ --- #13 notes/i-told-them --- ══════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────────────────────────── 10-22-2022 i told them over and over, but nobody wanted to know. i begged them, summer after summer, but nothing solved on it's own now i can help them, but no-one is making a move am i blind? is any of this forgiven? what's not to a lot, is little but a shot, of substance - true - but smelling like poo. that's not inspiring. it's not even chilling. you're broken just like your children. oh, posterity! i claim it for thee this feeling of wretched denial oh, simplicity! if only our lives were on trial. be the best you can be, sure, but take it from me there's more to this show than our styles. what do you think it means, for an action to have consequence? to arbite the fate of circumstance? every motion is an ocean of possibilities and purveyals think not of the commotion below. gravity, oh gravity how you condemn us to be! driven by commotion, our slithering motion, no sense in countering ourselves. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #14 fediverse/800 --- ╔══════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────┐ ║ ┌───────────────────────────────────┐ │ ║ │ CW: re: scary - suicide mentioned │ │ ║ └───────────────────────────────────┘ │ ║ │ ║ │ ║ where was I? oh yes - wrestling with suicidal thoughts is difficult because │ ║ it's such an immutable action. Like, once it's done it's never reversed. But │ ║ like, clearly this is hell and life was built for suffering? What the heck, │ ║ that's such a grim outlook on life. │ ║ │ ║ ... │ ║ │ ║ yeah │ ║ │ ║ ... │ ║ │ ║ you're not wrong │ ║ │ ║ ... │ ║ │ ║ but suffering is fun? kinda? like, the only positive way to view this is that │ ║ we, as immortal and endlessly eternal spirits that we be, grew tired of our │ ║ infinite existence and dreamed of a mortal's plight and persistence? │ ║ │ ║ fuck off with that shit, I'm done with this reality. I'm done with dreaming. │ ║ Suicide doesn't come easy to me, and there are parts of me that REFUSE the │ ║ imagery, and yet they subsist in deliterious pain. │ ║ │ ║ what's the purpose of our suffering? What point is there in decrying the │ ║ cruelty of the world that would deny our fated and desired ptolemeny? [utopian │ ║ existence, don't know why that word was used] │ ║ │ ║ ehhhhh whatever. Life is defined by our existence. If I shan't/ │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧═══════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────┴──────────┘ --- #15 notes/revolution --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────── the only way revolution can work is if the poor have more power than the rich power is only, and solely, the control of violence we are what we make, and what we do is forever a struggle else-whise we'd grow bored from our unassailable perfection waiting for judgement day... any day now... t... don't cross the line and you're fine dream, america dream. I gave-ing her sleep, from a wiserly dawn. scream, america scream, believe what you see from heroes and conseSTACK OVERFLOW I won't have internet until tuesday. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────┘ --- #16 fediverse/488 --- ╔════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────┐ ║ [in response] │ ║ │ ║ you only say that because you're privileged such that you may ignore such │ ║ realities. You are despicable, you ignore the plight and reality of those who │ ║ you claim to speak toward - what a jerk! │ ║ │ ║ (in response) │ ║ │ ║ how futile it is, the effort to denigrate yourself to infinite requirements. │ ║ I'm literally unemployed, I have no capital, I cannot speak for naught but │ ║ those who would hear me. I guess that makes my words useless, wouldn't you │ ║ agree? Shall I describe myself more fully? It's the responsibility of the │ ║ audience to ascertain the intentions, biases, and contextual evidence that the │ ║ author presents in their thesises. So... You, who are reading this, what do │ ║ you think of me? Would you ever tell me as such, or am I simply a mass of │ ║ words in the void of experience that comprise your existence in this wholely │ ║ (yet incompletely) digital existence? I hope you have a good life, my most │ ║ precious of viewers. I hope you never face incontrovertibly impossible │ ║ hardship. I hope the light of your life is to y │ ╟─────────┐ ┌───────────┤ ║ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╚═════════╧═════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────┴──────────┘ --- #17 messages/1349 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ they want to start wars so they can force people to view "just accepting it" as the honorable option. it, being the conditions they cause. it, being brutal crackdowns, murders of people like me, authoritarian police forces wielded to implicitely or explicitely force or frame people who are against them. the hangman's due is when death you choose to rule. [I didn't write that part] ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════┘ --- #18 notes/dear-me --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────── dear me: DO SOMETHING USEFUL FOR ONCE that's all, fuck off and be helpful ... wow, rude. yeah I mean, I do helpful things. useful things, somethings. helpful. useful. many such cases, she says, with ultimate certainty, as if narrative could be prologued. but pronounced prolonged. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────┘ --- #19 messages/416 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────── 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. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────┘ --- #20 fediverse/1774 --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────── @user-898 the wounds of the soul can be just as harmful as the wounds of the heart, and both can be helped with campfires. what's worse, they often harm people around you rather than the wounds of the body, which typically only harm you. Unless you have like, the plague or something and you might spread it to others or something like that. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────┘ |