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saved or thwarted idk but was exciting and memorable

i dont tumble often

except like literally

but i commando roll/summer salt/cat flop well so no harm done

unless i crush someone :(

still dont really do the real social apps and image based apps on smart device, i will wait on most of those until i get a phone with more storage and i know how to use it. but i should clean out some of the photos on mine, and add snapchat or bumble i think. Or at least instagram some more. im just not that used to communicating in images, having no functioning minds eye in the traditional sense.

so maybe i will tumble more, but for now blogs and post and smug snarky

helluva-pilot

crying males: “disney is destroying star wars with female leads”

“rogue one also has a female lead? ugh”

“great another mary sue”

me:

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What, girls can’ do things? That is is weird, I need to relook at my reality or something. Reading AnciilaryJustice, Ancillary Sword, Ancillary Mercy the gender of the character became pretty much relative, in Radch space

#gender #scifi

Tea Two teacups Two types of tea Green or chai How long to steep Which do I drink first Do they taste similar? Does the tea want to be drunk or be only known for its warmth Its aroma

#poetry #short poem

Hesitation

Gems all around

some sparkle and shine

some have more muted allure

their coors swirl in my eyes

i want to choose one

Why can’t Emptying Smoke Zoom?

It just lingers in the atmosphere, spreading slowly outward like an amoeba’s arms, casually engulfing the dying sunlight. The air crackles and the smell of burnt pine and cedar stabs at Kylee’s nostrils, even as she readjusts her breather’s straps for a tighter fit, pinning a few wayward strands of her hair to her cheeks. Otherwise, her long auburn hair, with dyed streaks of red and pink, is clipped back into a bun. A thin coat of ash sticks to her goggles, despite the negative charge induced through the glasscine lenses that is supposed to keep them clear. She does her best to brush off the worst of with the sleeve of her bright, day-glo leather duster that covers even the top of her utilitarian, black and brown much boots, with polished bronze buckles, pulled up high, hiding the sheath of her tactical utility knife.

The whole complex is aflame, and almost certainly a total write off. The rest of her squad is battling the main conflagration to the west, but Lieutenant Sarkozi tasked her re-conning any breakouts near the southern ridge. Many a benefactor lives in the glade that is just beyond, and though there seems to be little danger, the forces budget is up for review, so better safe than sorry.

Others would take this assignment as a insult, but Kylee knows the Lieutenant has faith in her ability to simultaneously observe and scout troublesome hotspots, and the ability to multitask ti takes to both squelching the smaller ones, and constantly updating the Data-Map [Needs something here]

______________________ so that was what i wrote from the phrase that is the title. I seem run out of steam, because wasn’t sure what story i wanted to tell, what about Kylee is important. But I think its went well for a exercise. Just trying to get my writing chops grooving again. And then I will work on character, voice, dialogue, plot. You know, minor things.

#<500words #<500

a chess game_litchfieldDD

e4 d5

exd5 Nf6

Nf3 Nxd5

d4 Bg4

Nd2 e6

g3 c6

Bg2 Bb4

a3 Qa5

c3 Bd6

0-0 b5

Qc2 Nd7

Ne5 Nxe5

dxe5 Bxe5

Ne4 f5

Qe2 0-0

Nc5 Qc7

Re1 f6

h3 Ra-e8

g4 Nf4

Qf3 Bxg4

Qxg4 Ng6

Next Rxe6

Qxe6+ Kh8

Be3 c5

Ra-d1 Nh4

Qg4 Nxg2

Qxg2 a5

Rd5 Bd6

Qe4 Qc6

Bxc5 Bxc5

Rxc5? Qxc5

Qe8 Qg5+

Kf1 Kg8

Qeg+ Kh8

draw draw accepted

The Lady and the Van_1st draft

“adjustable seats, child safety locks, the whole package” the dealer says

she notices her reflection in/off the mirror, bright, sparkling and glowing Frowns at a wrinkle, her auburn hair swashing through the chill breeze.

“yes, yes, this will be fine, do you have it in blue?”

“Well let me go check our inventory, back inside. You can wait in the lounge.”\

she sits down, and takes off her coat, A puffy affair, with the graphic gridlines, like

a chess board.

she sits silently, flipping through the magazines, roses and tulips, casseroles and window hangings.

pulling on her earrings, which she has plenty, and some piercings on her eye brow.

she slumps into the chair

It is raining, misting, yet Sarah, rushes into the venue, doing her best to avoid getting wet. The darkness is comforting, the sound welcoming. the band has already started to play. Good, she thinks, I don’t like waiting for the show. As she pushes to be near the front of the stage. Someones elbow’s spears her ribs, cringes in pain, she puts her forearm up as a shield, as defense. she looks around, notices a man with a smile looking not at the stage but at her, she deflects and focuses on the show.

“good news, there is a a cobalt blue model on the lot, so if everything checks out with your finances, we are good to go”

Sarah, closes her eyes, and after a few deep breathes, and they open with a smile

#<500words #<500

Topigraphical Maps_1st draft

I’ve accepted the truth. I am undeniably, totally, fucking lost. No idea which direction to go. The hills over to the east (at least i know the directions, i think) look promising, but they say you should either stay in place, or following water down hill. But I’m not liking the steepness of the sage-lined sides of the arroyo I passed about ten minutes ago. But who know’s what lies beyond this summit of those mounds.

Why do I get myself in these situations? I tried to prepare, but cocky me decided it would be more fun to figure things out himself. “I learn as I go, let the landscape guide me.” stupid stupid, i tell myself.

I pull myself up from my resting spot, soft with a covering of warm, new moss. An adventurer, and explorer, must progress with the expedition, especially into territories unknown.

Maybe I shouldn’t have let my fear that it would lose its mystery if I studied my map more, and learned from people who had been here before. And of course, in the excitement of packing for this moment, this trip, I forgot to bring include in my supplies the topographical map. I brought plenty of tools, water, batteries, and novice gung-ho, but not a map. Prideful me thought it would be to technical. Oh well.

Like many a foxhole supplicant, I ask the landscape for direction, to please tell me where they want me to go. And in my fevered state of mind, I get a response, at least I think I do, but its hard to tell, and I move slowly towards the hills. I figure they aren’t and if nothing else, I will garner a better view of the scenery, since I must admit it, its is beautiful scenery. And it would be shame, though not sure of what exactly I am doing, not to take it in fully. With that insight, it feels like the land murmurs in agreement, and I realize that perhaps I have been missing the point of this excursion.

A mindful hiker realizes its his duty and his pleasure to ensure to experience the journey as though he is one with the trail. Its not so much a route he should follow, but an instinct, combined with foreknowledge, that lets him leave the path in a more glorfied or blessed state, for having been experienced.traveled.

#<500words

God doesn't make things happen, s/he/it makes things possible

unknown

Someone texted me at 2:44 am while I was walking under the christmas full moon

I told no lies on my part, which is on the right

it is reconstructed from individual messages and their timestamps

hey babe 2:44

hey you 2:50

How r u? 2:50

Meh, you? 2:51

Twisted at the moment 2:51

Waiting for the disco ball to drop from the sky 2:52

Thats a long wait 2:53

Seems like forever 2:54

Tru 2:55

WhAts new [sic] 2:55

Not much usual holiday annoyances 2:57

miss ur face 2:57

U asleep? 3:00

Aww that darn sweet of u what about it do u miss? 3:01

Pull up 3:01

The realness 3:03

The connection 3:06

The love 3:06

U name it 3:06

Im unsure what u mean? you want me to do pull ups 4 u?! :]) 3:08

That’s it 3:09

Well it might work better if u did more than just txt me 3:12

Hmmmm 3:13

Im not that kind of gal 3:13

Me neither 3:13 so we are setttled we both ain’t girls 3:15

Agreed on that 3:16

And ive got five guys just sending energy my waxy [sic] 3:26

I guess keep walking the streets at nite 3:26

Stop 3:31

U ok? 3:34

was fun what we had U callling me babe and all toodles hope u find the right number 3:34 ------------------------- I am just wondering, if the otherside is real, does that lame texting actually work on girls? hopefully only dumb ones

quiz

this is just a test

a test to see if i did not in fact save something i meant to post

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