the real John Carr.
@johncarr.bsky.social
A soulless man, with an empty grin.
They've opened up the asylum doors.
I could have been anything.
No DM's unless we're dating.
They've opened up the asylum doors.
I could have been anything.
No DM's unless we're dating.
Pinned
the real John Carr.
@johncarr.bsky.social
· Nov 26
a black and white photo of a woman 's face behind a few leaves
ALT: a black and white photo of a woman 's face behind a few leaves
media.tenor.com
A Black and White photo of her.
But her lips are moving,
as empty eye sockets
stare, as they bleed.
I think she's crying for help,
I think she's dying alone.
A Black and White photo of her,
as she laughs,
and she's at peace again,
she's Sixteen again,
she's alive again,
in a Black and White photo.
But her lips are moving,
as empty eye sockets
stare, as they bleed.
I think she's crying for help,
I think she's dying alone.
A Black and White photo of her,
as she laughs,
and she's at peace again,
she's Sixteen again,
she's alive again,
in a Black and White photo.
Reposted by the real John Carr.
Dylan needed to figure out how that ship got through the lines, even if the brass had warned him off the investigation.
It was not some #esoteric thing, not magic, not divine. It was technological, but what that technology could be eluded him and the very best minds of his crew & the navy.
#vss365
It was not some #esoteric thing, not magic, not divine. It was technological, but what that technology could be eluded him and the very best minds of his crew & the navy.
#vss365
September 13, 2026 at 8:18 AM
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Call it #naïveté, but Rory thought the whole point of the game was to play it, the quests, the tasks, the building and such, but there were certain ‘players’ who did nothing but the same world bosses, over and over again.
Seemingly just to rack up endless amounts of xp. It seemed pointless.
#vss365
Seemingly just to rack up endless amounts of xp. It seemed pointless.
#vss365
September 11, 2026 at 9:24 AM
Christopher Walken in The Dead Zone
ALT: Christopher Walken in The Dead Zone
static.klipy.com
September 8, 2026 at 8:14 AM
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Finished reading ‘Kings of the Wyld’ and I *loved* it! Loved the characters, the writing style, the humour. Everything. They say it’s like ‘What if … Fantasy rock bands?’, but I found it more like D&D players in a bar talking like their campaign was real. So much fun.
Next up: ‘The Last Kingdom’
Next up: ‘The Last Kingdom’
September 7, 2026 at 2:01 PM
Finished reading ‘Kings of the Wyld’ and I *loved* it! Loved the characters, the writing style, the humour. Everything. They say it’s like ‘What if … Fantasy rock bands?’, but I found it more like D&D players in a bar talking like their campaign was real. So much fun.
Next up: ‘The Last Kingdom’
Next up: ‘The Last Kingdom’
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A Black and White photo of her.
But her lips are moving,
as empty eye sockets
stare, as they bleed.
I think she's crying for help,
I think she's dying alone.
A Black and White photo of her,
as she laughs,
and she's at peace again,
she's Sixteen again,
she's alive again,
in a Black and White photo.
But her lips are moving,
as empty eye sockets
stare, as they bleed.
I think she's crying for help,
I think she's dying alone.
A Black and White photo of her,
as she laughs,
and she's at peace again,
she's Sixteen again,
she's alive again,
in a Black and White photo.
a black and white photo of a woman 's face behind a few leaves
ALT: a black and white photo of a woman 's face behind a few leaves
media.tenor.com
November 26, 2024 at 1:24 AM
A Black and White photo of her.
But her lips are moving,
as empty eye sockets
stare, as they bleed.
I think she's crying for help,
I think she's dying alone.
A Black and White photo of her,
as she laughs,
and she's at peace again,
she's Sixteen again,
she's alive again,
in a Black and White photo.
But her lips are moving,
as empty eye sockets
stare, as they bleed.
I think she's crying for help,
I think she's dying alone.
A Black and White photo of her,
as she laughs,
and she's at peace again,
she's Sixteen again,
she's alive again,
in a Black and White photo.
Reposted by the real John Carr.
The past is clearer when lit by the taillights of the present, but the beams of dust mostly reveal more mysteries. Abort mission.
April 3, 2026 at 3:48 PM
The past is clearer when lit by the taillights of the present, but the beams of dust mostly reveal more mysteries. Abort mission.
drive.google.com
March 31, 2026 at 4:27 PM
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Writers belonging lies in thresholds of air. In doorways. In the halt. They root themselves in living & leaving. On the horizon that stings & the proximity that steadies. Their chosen ground is the almost illicit border where worlds blur. Or begin.
#vss365 #prompt Dec 11 #illicit
🖼️ Liminal Gallery
#vss365 #prompt Dec 11 #illicit
🖼️ Liminal Gallery
December 11, 2025 at 8:03 AM
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From scraps of silence trembling beside sudden bursts of thought, a story we have long feared begins to gather. Farewell to the hesitant preludes! Make a place for a raw soliloquy. What was stifled has finally found the ribs to break through.
#vss365 #prompt December 8 #soliloquy #art ~ Lily
#vss365 #prompt December 8 #soliloquy #art ~ Lily
December 8, 2025 at 7:59 AM
From scraps of silence trembling beside sudden bursts of thought, a story we have long feared begins to gather. Farewell to the hesitant preludes! Make a place for a raw soliloquy. What was stifled has finally found the ribs to break through.
#vss365 #prompt December 8 #soliloquy #art ~ Lily
#vss365 #prompt December 8 #soliloquy #art ~ Lily
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My muse
Gives me life
Brings me death
Deals with gloom
And shows me love
They give me words
They let me #soliloquy
Through a pen
And it’s ink
And yet none of this
Do they know
#vss365
Gives me life
Brings me death
Deals with gloom
And shows me love
They give me words
They let me #soliloquy
Through a pen
And it’s ink
And yet none of this
Do they know
#vss365
December 8, 2025 at 8:46 AM
My muse
Gives me life
Brings me death
Deals with gloom
And shows me love
They give me words
They let me #soliloquy
Through a pen
And it’s ink
And yet none of this
Do they know
#vss365
Gives me life
Brings me death
Deals with gloom
And shows me love
They give me words
They let me #soliloquy
Through a pen
And it’s ink
And yet none of this
Do they know
#vss365
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Reform accepted £9 million from a former Boris Johnson backer & crypto-multimillionaire.
Today, Nigel Farage postures as a righteous defender of the same democracy he actively undermines.
Democracy should never be for sale. It's time for a cap on political donations.
Today, Nigel Farage postures as a righteous defender of the same democracy he actively undermines.
Democracy should never be for sale. It's time for a cap on political donations.
December 4, 2025 at 5:24 PM
Reform accepted £9 million from a former Boris Johnson backer & crypto-multimillionaire.
Today, Nigel Farage postures as a righteous defender of the same democracy he actively undermines.
Democracy should never be for sale. It's time for a cap on political donations.
Today, Nigel Farage postures as a righteous defender of the same democracy he actively undermines.
Democracy should never be for sale. It's time for a cap on political donations.
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A #chivalrous fellow named Nate
Hit a snag on the way to his date
A duck with no feet
Tried to cross the main street
And freeing the fowl made Nate late.
#vss365 #limerick #limerickoftheday
#writersofbluesky
Hit a snag on the way to his date
A duck with no feet
Tried to cross the main street
And freeing the fowl made Nate late.
#vss365 #limerick #limerickoftheday
#writersofbluesky
December 3, 2025 at 3:31 PM
A #chivalrous fellow named Nate
Hit a snag on the way to his date
A duck with no feet
Tried to cross the main street
And freeing the fowl made Nate late.
#vss365 #limerick #limerickoftheday
#writersofbluesky
Hit a snag on the way to his date
A duck with no feet
Tried to cross the main street
And freeing the fowl made Nate late.
#vss365 #limerick #limerickoftheday
#writersofbluesky
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Diving in
My bathyscaphe,
Deep sea’s
#Aphotic
Depths
Searching
Mythic
Sea monsters
And ancient
Pirate chests
I see
A sight
So surreal
As I
Just sail along
4 British
Blokes
In yellow sub
Singing
60s songs
Maybe
I have
Sailed too deep
And stayed down
Way too long…
#vss365
My bathyscaphe,
Deep sea’s
#Aphotic
Depths
Searching
Mythic
Sea monsters
And ancient
Pirate chests
I see
A sight
So surreal
As I
Just sail along
4 British
Blokes
In yellow sub
Singing
60s songs
Maybe
I have
Sailed too deep
And stayed down
Way too long…
#vss365
a cartoon of the beatles in a yellow submarine
ALT: a cartoon of the beatles in a yellow submarine
media.tenor.com
December 2, 2025 at 8:32 AM
Diving in
My bathyscaphe,
Deep sea’s
#Aphotic
Depths
Searching
Mythic
Sea monsters
And ancient
Pirate chests
I see
A sight
So surreal
As I
Just sail along
4 British
Blokes
In yellow sub
Singing
60s songs
Maybe
I have
Sailed too deep
And stayed down
Way too long…
#vss365
My bathyscaphe,
Deep sea’s
#Aphotic
Depths
Searching
Mythic
Sea monsters
And ancient
Pirate chests
I see
A sight
So surreal
As I
Just sail along
4 British
Blokes
In yellow sub
Singing
60s songs
Maybe
I have
Sailed too deep
And stayed down
Way too long…
#vss365
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Reposted by the real John Carr.
Reposted by the real John Carr.
#vss365 Working the reskin farms was dull but cushy, compared to most other security gigs. Raised from exowomb to adulthood and then cryostored or shipped off for harvest, left their wards predominantly in an induced coma.
They patrolled the racks for signs of leaks or waking. ...
#learned
They patrolled the racks for signs of leaks or waking. ...
#learned
November 27, 2025 at 8:11 AM
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November 26, 2025 at 10:40 PM
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frost nestled in eaves
bereft of nightingale's song
truth echoes along
#DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #senryu
bereft of nightingale's song
truth echoes along
#DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #senryu
November 27, 2025 at 12:45 AM
frost nestled in eaves
bereft of nightingale's song
truth echoes along
#DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #senryu
bereft of nightingale's song
truth echoes along
#DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku #senryu
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Nights had run long for weeks now, but, ultimately, day and night were ephemeral concepts when you spent most of your time in space.
Dylan caught the #reflection of his face on one of Magpie’s consoles and mused that it was a good thing he wasn’t in a proper military.
He looked a mess.
#vss365
Dylan caught the #reflection of his face on one of Magpie’s consoles and mused that it was a good thing he wasn’t in a proper military.
He looked a mess.
#vss365
November 26, 2025 at 10:02 AM
Nights had run long for weeks now, but, ultimately, day and night were ephemeral concepts when you spent most of your time in space.
Dylan caught the #reflection of his face on one of Magpie’s consoles and mused that it was a good thing he wasn’t in a proper military.
He looked a mess.
#vss365
Dylan caught the #reflection of his face on one of Magpie’s consoles and mused that it was a good thing he wasn’t in a proper military.
He looked a mess.
#vss365
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I see in my
#Reflection
Vivid mirror of my peace
But something
Always mars it
Sure as sunrise in the East
The ripples
Never bother me
Not one bit in the least
I build my joy
On gratitude
A choice my own to keep
So even when
The gruel is thin
I claim it as my feast
#vss365
#Reflection
Vivid mirror of my peace
But something
Always mars it
Sure as sunrise in the East
The ripples
Never bother me
Not one bit in the least
I build my joy
On gratitude
A choice my own to keep
So even when
The gruel is thin
I claim it as my feast
#vss365
November 26, 2025 at 9:48 AM
I see in my
#Reflection
Vivid mirror of my peace
But something
Always mars it
Sure as sunrise in the East
The ripples
Never bother me
Not one bit in the least
I build my joy
On gratitude
A choice my own to keep
So even when
The gruel is thin
I claim it as my feast
#vss365
#Reflection
Vivid mirror of my peace
But something
Always mars it
Sure as sunrise in the East
The ripples
Never bother me
Not one bit in the least
I build my joy
On gratitude
A choice my own to keep
So even when
The gruel is thin
I claim it as my feast
#vss365