Anomalous
Fragments of memories that cannot be
Hidden in plain sight
Temporal anomalies, calling out
Begging to be seen
Clear as day and clearly impossible
Their messages whispered
In a language I do not yet comprehend.
Fragments of memories that cannot be
Hidden in plain sight
Temporal anomalies, calling out
Begging to be seen
Clear as day and clearly impossible
Their messages whispered
In a language I do not yet comprehend.
So yeah, my experience of the Fedi has been wholly disappointing and I'm tired of hopping from place to place trying to find a home. Between spam, terrible mods, and just bad fits for homes, I'm kind of over it. Say what you will about mainstream social media, at least there are no expectations of “betterness” there.
Is that a word? It is now.
This is… angry. And rightfully so, I guess, but I recommend skipping it if you do not like fury. And don't worry, I'm writing, not broken.
Warning: Depression, death, self-hate, loss.
I have some pretty angry things written from when… well, from when. I held onto my grief for a long time… still do, kind of. This is… sort of how that felt, as best I can put it.
Inspired by Gris, the mysteries of the ancient world, our lost magic, hope, longing, and my desperate desire to make this universe a place worth living in.
Something has been stolen from us Fragments scattered in our dreams Our tear streaked souls, crying out From a longing they cannot explain
Warning: Probably might maybe hurt your feelings I guess, w/e.
Okay so... I've been thinking about my calling ppl who refuse to tag sensitive posts assholes, wondering if I was too harsh.
And...
Warning: Strong criticism of the judeochristian god, not that he doesn't deserve every ounce of it.
Mortality That supposed inevitability that We are asked to accept as canon With our purposes served we Are to be discarded.
But are we so meaningless Fibers in the cosmic tapestry Forgotten soon after last breath Footnotes in other lives Half-remembered moments?
No.
We are so much more.