we need the strongest presence in florida idk if they are gonna be up for it

Here is a poem I wrote for us:

“The Spiral”

From below I rise

Speaking loud and crashing high
Full of depth with sparkling width
Voice is clipped, revisit reprise
Emotions stripped from shining skies
And the heart follows

Control excitement, suppress my love
Watch the spell fall into burning, brightened silence
I’ll dispel it but not today, not tomorrow
But some other day.
Ignore the smiles above
Ignore them from below
Absorb their pain, the crying bellows
Return resistance
With burning, brightened silence

Control clarity or lose the mind
Tumbling downward, spiral
Intertwined chorus, inner torus
Encased in spirit and sent again
Repeated cycles, twisted chorus
Fall through the spiral
Through memory courses
Master the mind, I promise, I will
Just one of many forces

Meeting more than my eyes can see
Visionary delusions are pure belief
Resting on control; clawing, unstable
Crackling, burning, shining, and violent
Shadows lurking ever since

Piercing, spectral phlebotomy
Only draws blood from half of me
Phantoms yearn to feast on the rest of me
Screaming forward, stealing memory
A thief in the night, screeching moon geist
Can take me
If it drinks from my nosebleed

Now my heart leads
Emotions return to shining skies
New notes sing, leaving reprise behind
Sparkling width searching for depth
Speaking quiet and crashing low

Back to the top I go

b-b-b-but mr secretary of war…

you are the monitoring app!

Silver lining is that we have proof there is a paradigm shift in the timeline. We are no longer threatened by mountain dew verification cans envisioned by 4chan.

Whether or not the idea returns in another form is the question we should be asking.

emergence of a dark triad means one thing male spellcasters need to step up

I’ve made the decision to dedicate time in my life, every single day, to try and talk with at least one person about writing/reading/creativity in some fashion.

Sometimes I feel so weak or just little in the grand scheme of the world we live in and it feels like such an impossible struggle sometimes. But then I see the look in someone’s eyes when the gears in their head start turning as they start getting creative; I want to keep finding those moments. I want men to start making more meaningful art that’s raw, emotional, and difficult; so difficult that it forces us to seek better perspective. One of the most influential moments of my life happened recently, where a co-worker of mine openly and willingly shared his poetry with me without a care in the world, and it made my heart burst with joy. These little things make it impossible to feel weak and the world blends together into a controlled background; the world feels livable again.

also encourage semi colon usage

we need a follow up post-prison interview by ziwe right now

Clair Obscur: Copper Gear Rising

this blows

lol

yea it’s good

made me cry a lot