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love sports #tennis #golf riding #motorcycles
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#vss365 #lies #truth #conflict #perception #quote #quotes #quotesaboutlife #quoteoftheday
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#vss365 #lies #truth #conflict #perception #quote #quotes #quotesaboutlife #quoteoftheday
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#vss365 #lies #truth #conflict #perception #quote #quotes #quotesaboutlife #quoteoftheday
Resources? Were there no uninhabited systems for them to ravage instead?
#vss365
#RareDisease #tanka
allowing myself grace
to grieve what my illness took
where did my dreams go
somewhere between surviving
so much of me died
I let myself hope
yesterday for my old self
nothing to #marvel
everything has a price
even miracles
👇
youtu.be/pKrxD1hZb5E?si…
#RareDisease #tanka
allowing myself grace
to grieve what my illness took
where did my dreams go
somewhere between surviving
so much of me died
I let myself hope
yesterday for my old self
nothing to #marvel
everything has a price
even miracles
👇
youtu.be/pKrxD1hZb5E?si…
Please speak
A little #louder,
For the people
Back of me
We came
For the clam chowder
But there’s more to this
We see
You warn us
Beast grows louder
And it’s coming
From the sea—
Rude ‘roid
In orange face powder,
With foul crap
Where brains should be…
Please speak
A little #louder,
For the people
Back of me
We came
For the clam chowder
But there’s more to this
We see
You warn us
Beast grows louder
And it’s coming
From the sea—
Rude ‘roid
In orange face powder,
With foul crap
Where brains should be…
Fate descends
Along the silver threads
Of a nightfall so opaque
Bigger than the whole sky
As all our dreams
Make hearts skip jump
Under and over
Rainbows of #marvel
Breaking into Dawn
Shadows jealous
Cling to the cobwebs
Of a mind blind in love shrouded by doubt
#poetry
Dylan knew that space wanted you dead. Actively desired it. If it didn’t, it wouldn’t be so inhospitable.
#vss365
fluorite—
lighting illusions
in the dark,
beating through silence
a low fever
fills my body
like the tide
on a full-moon night
in the heavens,
thousands of white feathers
drift down,
veiling the sun
like a tender promise
refusing tomorrow
#poetry
#poem
#writersofbsky
fluorite—
lighting illusions
in the dark,
beating through silence
a low fever
fills my body
like the tide
on a full-moon night
in the heavens,
thousands of white feathers
drift down,
veiling the sun
like a tender promise
refusing tomorrow
#poetry
#poem
#writersofbsky
'But Gaaabe, I don't need a curfew. I've saved the world so many times, I should be a #Marvel character.'
'The curfews not to stop you saving it... it's to stop you nearly ending it again.'
#vss365
katemachon.com/books/
'But Gaaabe, I don't need a curfew. I've saved the world so many times, I should be a #Marvel character.'
'The curfews not to stop you saving it... it's to stop you nearly ending it again.'
#vss365
katemachon.com/books/
where you can die and rise again.
No #NPCs
to hurt and handle as you please.
Alas, once you’re gone,
no #respawn and on and on.
No #explore, die and restore.
When you screw up, no save point,
no second try,
no extra lives for you to buy.
GAME OVER!
#poetry #life #vss365
he built it well
a train of hearts
to explore
Somewhere
down the line
he forgot himself
lost his class
All that's left
old tracks
wooded fields
alienated
by his touch
#vss365 #explore
#emoetry #alienated
#thingstowriteabout
#OurPoetryX #wooded
#photography #eck #wck
📷 me
he built it well
a train of hearts
to explore
Somewhere
down the line
he forgot himself
lost his class
All that's left
old tracks
wooded fields
alienated
by his touch
#vss365 #explore
#emoetry #alienated
#thingstowriteabout
#OurPoetryX #wooded
#photography #eck #wck
📷 me
#FromOneLine #vss365 #bionicanadian
#FromOneLine #vss365 #bionicanadian
#depression #cats #family #love #pain #loneliness #kitties #loss #chronicillness #writingcommunity #poetry #poems #amwriting
#depression #cats #family #love #pain #loneliness #kitties #loss #chronicillness #writingcommunity #poetry #poems #amwriting
A polite cough dragged me back into the now.
"You misquoted Grange Hill Peter," said a man's voice.
My hackles rose. I replied, warily: "Who voodoo the heads of government?"
"The Mad Professor's friend. You must explore the Sargasso sea."
I'd been here two days: how do they do it?