OK, 2 weeks back into immersing myself in this place again, and it’s been lovely to reconnect with familiar faces/writers, but also - the world is more on fire than I thought, AI is shite, & the hatred from the right seems worse than ever.
Tell me humanity’s not screwed, please?
The joy was short lived. As rain might curtail a cricket match, or how closing time may abate festivities, this intrusive thought, in all its hues of horror, would be the #quietus signalling the end of a brief glimpse of happiness.
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There is a #horror that slowly turns to comfort as the sun rises, golden and joyful rays dancing off the puddles in the street below.
This is only ever temporary respite though, the screams of the night’s cobwebbed corners will blacken again.
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Who would have thought
That a point of singularity
Could spawn such humanity
A #cradle for the stars
Spewing our love & our scars
A glorious contradiction
An overwhelming conviction
To hate or to love
To be a hawk or a dove
Yet here we are
Alone in those stars
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I would say happy Friday, but life can be generally shite, can’t it? Really not feeling the positives right now, so here’s a #haiku , because that solves everything:
#evermore was this
painful desire to love you
despite our distance
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Where the path diverges, the point of singularity disappears, hidden in untruths. There lies the choice - to the left, you can slip into certain and beautiful light - to the right, a glimpse of time’s creation.
It’s a #gamble , but I will hold your hand through either.
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How do we exist
Beneath uncertain skies
Flitting about with no ties
In a #wondrous unknown
Our creation is sown
Chaotic love in the midst
Why don’t we resist
Fallacy’s cries
At the end no great prize
After all time has flown
We’ve regressed not grown
How do we exist
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