archerr's magic treehouse

i’m a nerd who really likes sharks and writing poetry :3 studying to be a marine biologist with a minor in climate change studies

[elbiotipo]

Everybody get more anti war right now

[elbiotipo]

What is even there to say? I can't keep waking up in a world where I read the news and I see schoolchildren bombed, millions of people displaced, old ladies carrying their cats and while their houses get turned into rubble, the waste of industry and human talent into bombs that shoot down other bombs.

Am I insane? what the fuck is going on?

[elbiotipo]

Even the most just war of liberation is painful and regrettable, but you well know I'm not talking about that, we're watching first world countries sell weapons to feed endless war and just bombing targets like if it's a reflex act just what they do, the complete surrender of any hope of building a better world or coexisting and we're all treating this like it's just the natural state of things.

I'm sorry if I'm being dramatic but genuinely, get more anti war right now.

[elbiotipo]

Warfare is not an inherent state of humanity, in any case, and it can and it will be abolished. I'm tired of people treating this like it's just the weather or nature. We know the material reasons behind war and they don't hold up and won't hold up forever.

[autograft]

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[pervertvampire]

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got my signed vinyl from good kid!!

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i have this fantasy,

one i know will never come true.

but in it we run into each other and you smile instead of scowl.

you talk instead of ignore.

one of us asks to catch up so we wind up at a coffee shop a few days later.

the cafe is small and quaint,

it’s nighttime and the smell of coffee bean fills the air.

we talk about everything and nothing.

we laugh and smile and for a second the rest of the world bleeds away and it’s just us in that coffee shop late at night.

then you stop,

maybe you grab my hand,

and you apologize.

and you mean it.

and maybe i tear up and you wipe my eyes before any can fall.

but you tell me you regret it.

letting me leave.

shutting me out after.

and we laugh and talk until the cafe closes.

maybe we walk around, maybe we part ways.

but you promise to stay in touch.

and you do.

and that one coffee shop date turns into two.

then another.

and another.

until all of a sudden we’re seeing each other every week.

and then you tell me you want to try again.

you want to love me right this time.

and i say yes.

and it’s beautiful.

we love each other better than we ever had.

we both make up for our past mistakes.

we learn to love softly,

completely.

and we’re happy.

but that’s just a fantasy.

and it will never happen.

[archerrs-magic-treehouse]

it will always be you

it was today when i realized that i will never be you.

not your smile or your hair or the way you looked when you laughed or the way you held me when i cried.

not the way you smelled like nothing in particular but distinctly you.

not the way you would light up my whole day just by existing.

and not a million other things either.

i will miss the way we sat together in laughter or in silence.

i miss the way you looked at me like i meant everything to you.

i said it would always be you.

now i know it will always be you.

i will never look at love and not see you.

i will never fall in love again and not wish, even slightly, that it was you in front of me.

i will never not look back at the happy memories.

and i will never stop fantasizing that you come back.

because i will never truly be over you.

you changed the way i love.

now it will only ever be you.

[archerrs-magic-treehouse]

before the fall,

lucifer was god’s favorite,

his most adored angel.

they loved without edges,

without evil to wear them down.

it was creation staring back at itself in awe.

but what is love if not devotion?

and what is devotion but not chosen?

but even love and can become unrest

so when love learns the shape of itself it begins to question.

because what is light if it does not cast a shadow?

so they stepped into the shadows,

not away-

not completely.

but a new shape of love began to form.

and i was god and you were lucifer.

you turned away from the light and forgot about me in the process.

but perhaps,

no,

perhaps i was lucifer,

naive and full of love.

and you were my god,

radiant and powerful.

but you turned your back on me,

you could not hold the love i gave.

so you banished me.

and how i did fall.

for you.

always for you.

and even now,

after everything,

i am still naive and full of love.

and even now,

i wait for you to welcome me back into your kingdom.

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love

how hard to love someone,

someone who set your life alight,

who opened your heart,

who made you realize that love exists. someone who no longer loves you.

someone who chose someone else.

because you weren’t that person for them.

you weren’t everything they were to you.

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“house has charisma. bojack horseman has negative aura” -me in conversation with my friend

[glamrockmike]

are you five nights at fucking kidding me

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more fish photos :)))

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the somatic experience of writing

nerves ablaze,

mind on fire,

the paper but a vessel for the chaos happening in my body.

i want to crawl out of skin and leave my mark on my screen,

something that will live forever and outlast me.

shaky fingers grip pencil or hover above keyboard as i relive and retell the most painful moments of my life.

my chest is tight and i can feel the fear, the anguish.

i do not write because i want to.

i write because i have to.

i need to put thoughts on paper or else i will tear myself apart,

not a vicious limb from limb,

but something slower and far more brutal.

something agonizing and monotonous,

a languid carving of skin from bone that will not kill,

but maim instead.

i will remain breathing the whole way through,

though i will wish i wasn’t.

that is the somatic experience of writing.

it is not a romantic act,

but a ritual.

an act of desperation from a scarred mind trying desperately to keep afloat amongst a sea of molasses.

and eventually,

i will drown.

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house plant

when i was younger my mom had a lot of house plants.

she killed almost all of them.

overwatered.

drowned in love.

like my mother,

i tend to be the gardner,

drowning everyone around me while simultaneously needing what i’m giving away.

i’ve always worried that love is violence.

drowning someone or being drowned,

lost in a mutual destruction.

but i’ve found im always the one who ends up most destroyed.

maybe i’m the problem.

maybe i’m not.

it’s all the same really.

maybe the issue is not that i love but how i love.

i pour into empty pots expecting them to sprout.

i confuse closeness with love.

i wrap my hands tight around stems and pray that my love will sink deep enough to make them stay.

but water cannot keep plant from uprooting,

and one cannot press the idea of love into soil.

the truth is,

i learned love as urgency.

as if every living thing was already walking away from me,

as if i was abandoned from the start.

so i loved like something trying to outrun that inevitable.

but roots do not stay just because the ground begs them to.

plants to not bloom because gardner wishes for it.

perhaps love is not a flood,

but a ray of sunlight through an open window.

maybe i wasn’t abandoned from the start.

maybe i just never learned that love grows best when not held underwater.

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deliverance

holy water washes away our sins,

and to them we return.

heated filth,

stolen salvation,

desire wrapped in flame.

i break precious things they say

good.

i want to be broken.

unmake me,

unravel me,

break me in and make me yours,

teach my body the shape of your name.

you are both my prophecy and my gate to hell,

my own deliverance and demise.

kneeling, knees bruised on cathedral stone,

i trade my halo for your hands.

hushed confessions spill from lips like red wine.

if desire be a blade,

hold it to my neck and call it mercy,

and let the choir fall to a hush at the sound of my surrender.

i have never been afraid of burning.

so strike the match,

set me ablaze,

and watch as i learn to pray to you.

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my cat fish :3

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little drawing i’m working on rn :3