=== ANCHOR POEM === ══════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────── 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. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────┘ === SIMILARITY RANKED === --- #1 messages/219 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────── Life doesnt end, it changes. Unless you commit suicide, then you are stone forevermore. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────┘ --- #2 messages/1145 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─── 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. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──┘ --- #3 fediverse/2906 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────── ┌──────────────────────┐ │ CW: death-mentioned │ └──────────────────────┘ I want to live in a world where people die when they're bored instead of old. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────┘ --- #4 fediverse/6350 --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════────── ┌──────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────────┐ │ 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 │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────┘ --- #5 fediverse/2401 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────── 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! ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────┘ --- #6 notes/dare-for-the-bright-age --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────── 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! ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────┘ --- #7 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 │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────┘ --- #8 fediverse/2626 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────── ┌──────────────────────────────────────────┐ │ CW: green-day-lyrics-self-harm-mentioned │ └──────────────────────────────────────────┘ where will all the martyrs go when the martyrs kill themselves and where will we all go when it's too late? it's not over till you're underground it's not over 'fore it's too late "the city's burnin'" that's not my burden it's not over 'fore it's too late (there is nothing left to analyze) ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────┘ --- #9 fediverse/718 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────────────── @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 ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #10 fediverse/3484 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────── ┌──────────────────────┐ │ CW: music │ └──────────────────────┘ haunting melodies of charm and grace, tempered rhythms of battle and chase - songs to call forth to the gods, songs to effulge from our hearts, songs of witness and primacy and birth and decay https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V5KqRRt2bj0 ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────┘ --- #11 messages/571 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────── Earth is a grave for gaia. She was slain once, apparently in vain Executed for a crime not of her doing, but of which she was nevertheless a part She was buried with honor, yet now her tomb shines like a half lit star None of us know what to make of it How radiant, how resplendant, to gaze once more upon the present I think she died not in vain, but rather germane. We have now a brilliant pearl of unmatched splendor For life grows, it seems, from the broken heart of those long remembered. And who could forget the land they stand upon? I cherish thine providence, for I knew her from whence it came. Carry her with you, and you will never be lost. The path forward is down, then up, then out and beyond. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────┘ --- #12 fediverse/1919 --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────── do you ever just look at the sky and think "who gave you the right to be a single color? in this world of infinite complexity, how dare you be the one thing with a consistent color?" and then the sun sets and you think "ohhhh I get it now, the color is always changing" meanwhile the sky is shaking it's head like "bro, no, I'm just the scattered diffusion of light waves from the sun. The sky is black." and the earth spins on... ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────┘ --- #13 fediverse/3118 --- ═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────── ┌──────────────────────┐ │ CW: politics │ └──────────────────────┘ 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 ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────────┘ --- #14 fediverse/3833 --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────── 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 ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────┘ --- #15 messages/1347 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─ look, I just want to live in a world where people can sell a hand-knit sweater for thousands of dollars to someone who bought it for 50$. Is it so odd that "supply and demand" can be measured differently on the "supply" and "demand" side? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════┘ --- #16 fediverse/5361 --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────── 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. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────┘ --- #17 messages/433 --- ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────────── 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? ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧══════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────┘ --- #18 fediverse/393 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────────────────────── 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. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────────────────────┘ --- #19 fediverse/4470 --- ════════════════════════════════════════════════════════════─────────────────────── 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. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═════════════════════════════════════════════════════──────────────────────┘ --- #20 messages/570 --- ══════════════════════════════════════════════════════════───────────────────────── 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. ┌─────────┐ ┌───────────┐ │ similar │ chronological │ different │ ╘═════════╧╧═══════════════════════════════════════════════════────────────────────────┘ |