Breath and Pulse · 2:52am May 5th, 2023
I am still alive
For whatever that is worth
Take care of yourselves.
The Poetic Frost makes mistakes so that you don't have to. "Dance, Sode no Shirayuki!"
I am still alive
For whatever that is worth
Take care of yourselves.
*The following is not supported by medical or psychiatric advice. Reader discretion is advised.
~The planet is glowing in fire
New viruses appear
Government leaders giving into desire
Doomsayers keep saying the end is near
Oh...
Santa's running out of ice to call a home
History's repeating torture and scorn
As if islands, people start to feel alone
When our hearts feel far too worn
Take it slowly
Fools rush into places angels fear to tread
Moved into a new place recently. Still trying to figure out where everything is and what I need to do. If I had any frequency posting on this site, I imagine my work would reduce the energy I could put into writing even more.
When a person I have a connection with dies, my neurons in charge of logic run on overdrive. This leaves my neurons in charge of emotional response silent or shut away.
Scoffer: "If you really cared about them, you'd be crying right now!"
Me: "Crocodile tears is what your Hallmark feces is. Crocodile, attention-seeking, overdramatic, Karen-manager-demanding... tears. Now excuse me while my internal logic finds up to fifty different objective-based tasks to complete."
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I don't post often
I get lost doing some things
Life is a strange beast
Yet another day
Ideas flow from my head
Then, promptly erased
Took up a new job
And yet, that is no excuse
For staying quiet
It's just difficult
To put it all into words
Slow motion car wreck?
Not literally
It's just how I feel sometimes
The world is scary
Breathe in and breathe out
Examine what's important
We'll see what unfolds
Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, and stay safe out there.
Sanctus Spiritus, redeem us from our solemn hour.
Sanctus Spiritus, insanity is all around us.
Immanuel, you are with us.
Immanuel, the source of light.
Jehovah, oversee us.
Jehovah, judge us fair.
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(Took the first two lines from a Within Temptation song. They felt right in the moment.)
At first, I kind of wanted to write a story involving Henry Stickmin in Equestria. Then, I realized that looking through my notes, there wasn't really enough happening related to Equestria. That would probably get it rejected from submission under normal circumstances. So instead, I'll put up what I thought of here.
Potential spoiler warning here for anyone that has yet to play/watch gameplay of the Henry Stickmin Collection by Puffballs United.
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Title: Charlie, No!
Justice applied without compassion leads to vengeance and bloodlust.
Mercy without logic leads to complacence and disarray.
Extremes and false binaries can shut off potential paths to new solutions.
But a lack of focus can lead to overextending and surrender.
How much importance should I give to independence? How much should I give to asking for help?
I have weaknesses that I need to work to overcome, but I'll never be perfect.