Izek
@izeknewt0n.bsky.social
Stage 4 Prostate Cancer Survivor, Physics BS, Environmentalist, Toxicity Analyst, Climate Change, Born @320 PPM, Social Justice Advocate, EarthJustice, Deep Green Resistance, Sacramento, Liberal, Democrat, Love🤕's, 3 children, 3 granddaughters, 1 grandson
It's been 7 hrs too long, already I'm
Worrying u will take your love away
U stay up late at night & I work all day
Tell me darling where did I go wrong
I went to my psychic guess what she told me
She said boy you better have fun
But she's a fool
'Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
Worrying u will take your love away
U stay up late at night & I work all day
Tell me darling where did I go wrong
I went to my psychic guess what she told me
She said boy you better have fun
But she's a fool
'Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
October 8, 2026 at 5:05 AM
It's been 7 hrs too long, already I'm
Worrying u will take your love away
U stay up late at night & I work all day
Tell me darling where did I go wrong
I went to my psychic guess what she told me
She said boy you better have fun
But she's a fool
'Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
Worrying u will take your love away
U stay up late at night & I work all day
Tell me darling where did I go wrong
I went to my psychic guess what she told me
She said boy you better have fun
But she's a fool
'Cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you
The Artist
She drew me in her world
She wants to be my girl
Was she ever meant to be mine
I always have her in mind
She draws my every line
It hurts her when I am unkind
In my head I draw her all the time
She draws me all the time
We: don't know where
to draw line
She drew me in her world
She wants to be my girl
Was she ever meant to be mine
I always have her in mind
She draws my every line
It hurts her when I am unkind
In my head I draw her all the time
She draws me all the time
We: don't know where
to draw line
October 8, 2026 at 3:22 AM
The Artist
She drew me in her world
She wants to be my girl
Was she ever meant to be mine
I always have her in mind
She draws my every line
It hurts her when I am unkind
In my head I draw her all the time
She draws me all the time
We: don't know where
to draw line
She drew me in her world
She wants to be my girl
Was she ever meant to be mine
I always have her in mind
She draws my every line
It hurts her when I am unkind
In my head I draw her all the time
She draws me all the time
We: don't know where
to draw line
cancer sometimes has a cure
love has no cure
i carry your heart with me
(i carry it in my heart)
i am never without it
(anywhere i am, you go)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate)
i want
no world (for beautiful, you are my world)
My true, sweet, darling
love has no cure
i carry your heart with me
(i carry it in my heart)
i am never without it
(anywhere i am, you go)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate)
i want
no world (for beautiful, you are my world)
My true, sweet, darling
October 7, 2026 at 3:12 AM
cancer sometimes has a cure
love has no cure
i carry your heart with me
(i carry it in my heart)
i am never without it
(anywhere i am, you go)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate)
i want
no world (for beautiful, you are my world)
My true, sweet, darling
love has no cure
i carry your heart with me
(i carry it in my heart)
i am never without it
(anywhere i am, you go)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate)
i want
no world (for beautiful, you are my world)
My true, sweet, darling
When I seek to be understood
I come to nature,
my kind and fierce home
I come to nature,
my kind and fierce home
October 7, 2026 at 12:46 AM
When I seek to be understood
I come to nature,
my kind and fierce home
I come to nature,
my kind and fierce home
Here
In the pines the wind untangles.
Days, go chasing each other.
Here the horizon hides you in vain.
I love you— still.
My kisses go to the East
My life grows tired, I love what I do not have. You are so far. Still the night comes and you sing to me.The biggest stars look at me with your eyes.
In the pines the wind untangles.
Days, go chasing each other.
Here the horizon hides you in vain.
I love you— still.
My kisses go to the East
My life grows tired, I love what I do not have. You are so far. Still the night comes and you sing to me.The biggest stars look at me with your eyes.
October 6, 2026 at 11:28 PM
Here
In the pines the wind untangles.
Days, go chasing each other.
Here the horizon hides you in vain.
I love you— still.
My kisses go to the East
My life grows tired, I love what I do not have. You are so far. Still the night comes and you sing to me.The biggest stars look at me with your eyes.
In the pines the wind untangles.
Days, go chasing each other.
Here the horizon hides you in vain.
I love you— still.
My kisses go to the East
My life grows tired, I love what I do not have. You are so far. Still the night comes and you sing to me.The biggest stars look at me with your eyes.
Night falls..
I dream:
as if water from a glass
tipped over, but it is how
I love you, gradually
& then all at once; as a river.
I can’t stop returning to:
you, exposed, inching towards me,
tenderness falling from your hands.
This is how we began: simply a small river, aimless, but moving—to where?
I dream:
as if water from a glass
tipped over, but it is how
I love you, gradually
& then all at once; as a river.
I can’t stop returning to:
you, exposed, inching towards me,
tenderness falling from your hands.
This is how we began: simply a small river, aimless, but moving—to where?
October 6, 2026 at 6:38 AM
Night falls..
I dream:
as if water from a glass
tipped over, but it is how
I love you, gradually
& then all at once; as a river.
I can’t stop returning to:
you, exposed, inching towards me,
tenderness falling from your hands.
This is how we began: simply a small river, aimless, but moving—to where?
I dream:
as if water from a glass
tipped over, but it is how
I love you, gradually
& then all at once; as a river.
I can’t stop returning to:
you, exposed, inching towards me,
tenderness falling from your hands.
This is how we began: simply a small river, aimless, but moving—to where?
GOODNIGHT BLUESKY
If you’re looking for Love...
Go out into nature's path
Into a forest rain
—Let your heart's quick pulses vibrate to the patter of the rain
—Even if you meet no one there
you’ll come back
deeply, naturally
mystically —in Love.
If you’re looking for Love...
Go out into nature's path
Into a forest rain
—Let your heart's quick pulses vibrate to the patter of the rain
—Even if you meet no one there
you’ll come back
deeply, naturally
mystically —in Love.
October 5, 2026 at 5:23 AM
GOODNIGHT BLUESKY
If you’re looking for Love...
Go out into nature's path
Into a forest rain
—Let your heart's quick pulses vibrate to the patter of the rain
—Even if you meet no one there
you’ll come back
deeply, naturally
mystically —in Love.
If you’re looking for Love...
Go out into nature's path
Into a forest rain
—Let your heart's quick pulses vibrate to the patter of the rain
—Even if you meet no one there
you’ll come back
deeply, naturally
mystically —in Love.
ICE: The cold dawn breaks with heavy steel. A sudden knock, a chilling seal. A heavy hand upon the door.
A name erased. The warmth of home, turned cold where walls and guards begin. The breath, stolen away before the light. In the forlorn house, a sudden chill, and the world is still.
A name erased. The warmth of home, turned cold where walls and guards begin. The breath, stolen away before the light. In the forlorn house, a sudden chill, and the world is still.
October 4, 2026 at 10:13 PM
ICE: The cold dawn breaks with heavy steel. A sudden knock, a chilling seal. A heavy hand upon the door.
A name erased. The warmth of home, turned cold where walls and guards begin. The breath, stolen away before the light. In the forlorn house, a sudden chill, and the world is still.
A name erased. The warmth of home, turned cold where walls and guards begin. The breath, stolen away before the light. In the forlorn house, a sudden chill, and the world is still.
He feels bad, WTF. The Chief R*pists himself, elected by laundered money and the God fearing. He feels bad for the accused. The State of the Union Revealed.
October 4, 2026 at 9:40 PM
He feels bad, WTF. The Chief R*pists himself, elected by laundered money and the God fearing. He feels bad for the accused. The State of the Union Revealed.
Political Sadness
Our screens are bright with angry sound, where quiet truths are rarely found. A sea of shouts, a wall of red and blue. Heavy words obscure what's true.
What if we pause, look ahead,
To share the hopes we left unsaid? And calm the weight of common fears.
Our screens are bright with angry sound, where quiet truths are rarely found. A sea of shouts, a wall of red and blue. Heavy words obscure what's true.
What if we pause, look ahead,
To share the hopes we left unsaid? And calm the weight of common fears.
October 4, 2026 at 9:31 PM
Political Sadness
Our screens are bright with angry sound, where quiet truths are rarely found. A sea of shouts, a wall of red and blue. Heavy words obscure what's true.
What if we pause, look ahead,
To share the hopes we left unsaid? And calm the weight of common fears.
Our screens are bright with angry sound, where quiet truths are rarely found. A sea of shouts, a wall of red and blue. Heavy words obscure what's true.
What if we pause, look ahead,
To share the hopes we left unsaid? And calm the weight of common fears.
The quiet falls when the last wild voice goes silent, leaving an empty earth shaped by human hands
Wild voice call to me, I will wildly return the call
Nature in you I find my "church" and within, the unbearable lightness & darkness of all that I am. Nature you are my lover that restores my soul
Wild voice call to me, I will wildly return the call
Nature in you I find my "church" and within, the unbearable lightness & darkness of all that I am. Nature you are my lover that restores my soul
October 4, 2026 at 5:52 AM
The quiet falls when the last wild voice goes silent, leaving an empty earth shaped by human hands
Wild voice call to me, I will wildly return the call
Nature in you I find my "church" and within, the unbearable lightness & darkness of all that I am. Nature you are my lover that restores my soul
Wild voice call to me, I will wildly return the call
Nature in you I find my "church" and within, the unbearable lightness & darkness of all that I am. Nature you are my lover that restores my soul
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Renee Good's Family Sues Immigration Officials Over Her Killing in Minneapolis www.washingtonsun.com/immigration/...
Renee Good's Family Sues Immigration Officials Over Her Killing in Minneapolis
One lawsuit alleges a conspiracy to interfere with civil rights.
www.washingtonsun.com
October 1, 2026 at 4:40 PM
Renee Good's Family Sues Immigration Officials Over Her Killing in Minneapolis www.washingtonsun.com/immigration/...
Blue Sky
if today felt heavy, or if you're carrying things you can't quite put into words, i hope your mind grants you a gentle truce tonight. you survived all of it.
let your shoulders drop. breathe. sleep well. 🤍. coffee in the morning will be as hot as you are. 💙
if today felt heavy, or if you're carrying things you can't quite put into words, i hope your mind grants you a gentle truce tonight. you survived all of it.
let your shoulders drop. breathe. sleep well. 🤍. coffee in the morning will be as hot as you are. 💙
September 30, 2026 at 6:19 AM
Blue Sky
if today felt heavy, or if you're carrying things you can't quite put into words, i hope your mind grants you a gentle truce tonight. you survived all of it.
let your shoulders drop. breathe. sleep well. 🤍. coffee in the morning will be as hot as you are. 💙
if today felt heavy, or if you're carrying things you can't quite put into words, i hope your mind grants you a gentle truce tonight. you survived all of it.
let your shoulders drop. breathe. sleep well. 🤍. coffee in the morning will be as hot as you are. 💙
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To the people complaining these sex abuse cases have created a world where men now have to think 10 times before they touch a woman.
Yes, that's the point.
It's called consent. Welcome to human decency.
Yes, that's the point.
It's called consent. Welcome to human decency.
September 28, 2026 at 7:32 PM
To the people complaining these sex abuse cases have created a world where men now have to think 10 times before they touch a woman.
Yes, that's the point.
It's called consent. Welcome to human decency.
Yes, that's the point.
It's called consent. Welcome to human decency.
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This new tool, the Carbon Impacts Tracer, which translates carbon emissions into real-world climate impacts like heat exposure and coral bleaching, looks super useful.
➡️ carbonimpactstracer.com
➡️ carbonimpactstracer.com
New tool directly links carbon emissions to amount of environmental and economic damage caused
Carbon Impacts Tracer can be used to estimate climate impact from emissions across eight different factors, including lost food production
www.theguardian.com
September 28, 2026 at 9:34 PM
This new tool, the Carbon Impacts Tracer, which translates carbon emissions into real-world climate impacts like heat exposure and coral bleaching, looks super useful.
➡️ carbonimpactstracer.com
➡️ carbonimpactstracer.com
They don't throw themselves in jails.
September 29, 2026 at 5:59 AM
They don't throw themselves in jails.
Goodnight BlueSky.
All but the very faintest light hints day ever was. The rhythmic chirping of katydids underscores the hoo'ing of Great Horn Owls. Above a jet makes sounds as she leaves Sac for morning. And I want to travel with her. And I want to travel blind. And leave seeing to the owls
All but the very faintest light hints day ever was. The rhythmic chirping of katydids underscores the hoo'ing of Great Horn Owls. Above a jet makes sounds as she leaves Sac for morning. And I want to travel with her. And I want to travel blind. And leave seeing to the owls
September 29, 2026 at 5:38 AM
Goodnight BlueSky.
All but the very faintest light hints day ever was. The rhythmic chirping of katydids underscores the hoo'ing of Great Horn Owls. Above a jet makes sounds as she leaves Sac for morning. And I want to travel with her. And I want to travel blind. And leave seeing to the owls
All but the very faintest light hints day ever was. The rhythmic chirping of katydids underscores the hoo'ing of Great Horn Owls. Above a jet makes sounds as she leaves Sac for morning. And I want to travel with her. And I want to travel blind. And leave seeing to the owls
Better than beatings until the morale improves
September 28, 2026 at 6:29 AM
Better than beatings until the morale improves
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Governor Newsom signed 13 new laws to protect California elections. This includes making it a felony to seize ballots or interfere with mail-in ballot delivery before results are certified. It's a direct response to the real attempts to interfere with how we vote.
krcrtv.com/news/local/n...
krcrtv.com/news/local/n...
Newsom signs 13 new laws, citing Trump interference in California elections
Gov. Gavin Newsom signed 13 bills Friday that add election-related crimes, expand voter language access, extend vote-by-mail drop-off hours and set new rules fo
krcrtv.com
September 27, 2026 at 11:42 PM
Governor Newsom signed 13 new laws to protect California elections. This includes making it a felony to seize ballots or interfere with mail-in ballot delivery before results are certified. It's a direct response to the real attempts to interfere with how we vote.
krcrtv.com/news/local/n...
krcrtv.com/news/local/n...
Rachel, your candle burned out too long ago but your witness to nature, to its ongoing carnage, legendary.
September 28, 2026 at 6:03 AM
Rachel, your candle burned out too long ago but your witness to nature, to its ongoing carnage, legendary.
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Goodnight winds move through the pines whispering secrets to the trees Our hands clasp for safety softly as a summer breeze. A river runs nearby. The moon nods down to the night and watches the quiet earth below. Love lights the path..come morn a new path where scented wildflowers grow
September 28, 2026 at 5:26 AM
Goodnight winds move through the pines whispering secrets to the trees Our hands clasp for safety softly as a summer breeze. A river runs nearby. The moon nods down to the night and watches the quiet earth below. Love lights the path..come morn a new path where scented wildflowers grow
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Now let’s resume talking about Epstein.
September 27, 2026 at 6:37 PM
Now let’s resume talking about Epstein.
I like simple cartoons that capture the moment as we cruise to the midterms
September 27, 2026 at 11:13 PM
I like simple cartoons that capture the moment as we cruise to the midterms