I sang of chaos and night @Demonsthenes13@goblin.camp
- It's a Reeve thing, you wouldn't understand
- qui nisi paret, imperat.
- she/her
- wormlocke
- nite krew
- Ira furor brevis est Animum rege
- hydrate or
- become zydrate
All that is shiny easily distracts us
Not all who are lost were wandering
To this endless adventure we acquiesce
Not all who waste time were squandering
With sometimes a lot, and sometimes a little in our haul
We are the shadows that the light creates
With caffeine fueling our often awkward footfall
The journey we take wherever slowly abates
Joined Jan 2019
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βFor me, trees have always been the most penetrating preachers. I revere them when they live in tribes and families, in forests and groves. And even more I revere them when they stand alone. They are like lonely persons. Not like hermits who have stolen away out of some weakness, but like great, solitary men, like Beethoven and Nietzsche. In their highest boughs the world rustles, their roots rest in infinity; but they do not lose themselves there,
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"To love a swamp, however, is to love what is muted and marginal, what exists in the shadows, what shoulders its way out of mud and scurries along the damp edges of what is most commonly praised. And sometimes its invisibility is a blessing. Swamps and bogs are places of transition and wild growth, breeding grounds, experimental labs where organisms and ideas have the luxury of being out of the spotlight, where the imagination can mutate and mate, send tendrils into and out of the water."
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βSOWING LIGHTNING
Seize
Bolts of lightning from the sky
And plant them in fields of life.
They will grow like tender sprouts of fire.
Charge somber thoughts
With unexpected flash,
You, my lightning in the soil!β
β Visar Zhiti, The Condemned Apple: Selected Poetry
it'd be so fun to be a librarian with cats...and making "secret passages" to certain books for the kiddos so they can have little mystery adventures 
The planet's end! Come gather, come gather! Bid farewell to the cradle of civilization! Let us mourn her with a traditional ballad...
I sang of chaos and night
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Mmmm primordial shift-shaping jello 
We're howling forever and ever
*after snorting a few lines, takes heed, goes back to snorting*
I sang of chaos and night
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πΆ 1, 2, 1, 2, 3 I've got a ticket come ride with me
Let me go down on the merry-go-round
All is fair 'n' a big fair ground
Let's go slow, let's go fast
Like a liquorice twist gonna whip your ass
I sang of chaos and night
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FUCK YEAH, TEAR A TREE OUT OF THE WOODS AT NIGHT
I sang of chaos and night
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contact your local admin and find out if flowless on pisskey is for you
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J. R. "Bob" Dobbs is not Satoshi Nakamoto.
It's just that I've never seen them in the same room at the same time, that's all.
It's 2021...where's my Montero WAP mashup that's going to cause the universe to divide by zero and summon the elder gods from the void?
"Sometimes I think we're alone. Sometimes I think we're not. In either case, the thought is staggering." ~ R. Buckminster Fuller
- It's a Reeve thing, you wouldn't understand
- qui nisi paret, imperat.
- she/her
- wormlocke
- nite krew
- Ira furor brevis est Animum rege
- hydrate or
- become zydrate
All that is shiny easily distracts us
Not all who are lost were wandering
To this endless adventure we acquiesce
Not all who waste time were squandering
With sometimes a lot, and sometimes a little in our haul
We are the shadows that the light creates
With caffeine fueling our often awkward footfall
The journey we take wherever slowly abates
Joined Jan 2019
