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an ancient impulse now forgotten that voyeur spirit
perspectives enshrined in gold in retrospect robbing the grave

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thoughts stolen from a dead man's hand photographed diaries dissected
an ancient impulse now forgotten that voyeur spirit
perspectives enshrined in gold in retrospect robbing the grave
fuck a guest rave
broken trashy feast
closed hearts want
fucked organs love
golden haze history one step past when I met you listening to your tales of ravens and crows
now only shades of oatmeal fuckin seroquel disolving intricacies
of the uptopia self driven created rebellion
piecemeal it has to be no one deserves to choke to see we all have our energies that fit where they need to be
hunting mushrooms
dreams of morning dew ambrosia, the mist pouring from fern like leaves chantrelles, orange tasty beings swim in the grey feeding a memory of soft light caressing brown curly locks leading me to what I could not see showing the source of what I smelled
dreams drenched in blood
not another step
we end it here
or not at all.
lord knows how many times we tried before
getto warszawskie calls us to arms.
Masakr u Srebrenici calls us to arms.
zbrodnia katyńska calls us to arms.
Rwandan genocide calls us to arms.
Accept who we are as a country.
Hypocrites hiding behind a rusted wall
no protection aside from the political
Gallows
gallows erected Gallows laughter Smirks shared The last act No one left enough paint in the cave To express the harbored emotions shipped off By tiny zines, bound in menstrual blood And articles of leftover semen She was the first to awake And give her life blood to adam Again build the gallows
Bourgeoisie Mentality (Now)
grey aged eyes forged upon this ground serve me a beer I trespass
flee, the fascists are at the door we board flights, arrange marriages they endure
Bayou St John
the busy work hobbies the ways of passing time when alone fade to smoke at times the memories of old loves times with new friends can turn to ash in a moment the truth clears mirages one can only walk alone but the bayou ripples the leaves of the ancient oaks they are here. the pocket vibrates a true friend remembered sits down beside
forgotten gaping maw tastes meat again eyes glued to the next meal the food swallowed without taste
Modern Mourning: Freeze Frame: Tears. Call your closest loved ones See the last thing that was posted was hours before their death Post to remind other acquaintances that loved the deceased that they have passed outpourings of memories in comment chains pictures a community coming together to remember the void after the expression of community the dreams the art in memory recollections on the commute the tears during that song a year later that event you wanted them to be a part of the wedding the daughter the son explaining that their uncle just could not be there he checked out 20 years early. getting cancer thinking about drawing closer to where you are where you went 40 years ago I get to tell you all the bullshit you missed I love you
I have depressive episodes, but this excerpt from Infinite Jest I read today finally broke through, allowed me to comprehend why my best friend took his life. Another person I admire, Heather, chose to leave today.
Alex August 2018
the fact is pushed to the back of our minds for survival but there are days where your void is a concrete wall the possible laughs missed the dances done with only a ghost the conversations had with a figment all materialize and become solid you become real
Shutter
eighteen minutes of six years mountain made in a few minutes
self contained sphere of all captured representations these bits and bytes
I cared more then for the now save the ever ending moments for this posterity
were the diamonds always there or only created after the pressure will I open the shutter again
why are star wars planets more boring than earth and our solar system like sure we’ve seen desert, snow, diff types of forest, beach, lava, rain, but like…
rainbow mountains (peru)
red soil (canada/PEI)
rings (saturn’s if they were on earth)
bioluminescent waves
northern lights (canada)
salt flats (bolivia, where they filmed crait but did NOTHING COOL WITH IT except red dust?? like??? come ON)
and cool fauna like the touch me not or like, you know, the venus flytrap.. and don’t get me started on BUGS like… we have bugs cooler than sw aliens
BASICALLY like???? come on star wars you had one (1) job where are the cool alien species
I KNOW!! I did a report on filming locations in Star Wars last year and just made a list of places that looked so surreal they could make a convincing other planet. You covered some on my list but if I could just add a couple more:
Tsingy di Bemaraha, Madagascar
Zhangye Danxia, China (similar to the Rainbow Mountains in terms of appearance)
Chocolate Hills, Philippines
Giant’s Causeway, Northern Ireland
So many missed opportunities with cool ass things on Earth, Lucasfilms smh…
Earth is effing amazing!
Quebrada de Humahuaca, Argentina
Lake Retba, Senegal
Tepui, Venezuela
Tianzi Mountains, China
these would make amazing Star Wars planets OR fantasy material:
Tsingy du Bemaraha, Madagascar again (but a different part)
(those are razor-sharp, if you were wondering. very little of this area has been explored because YIKES)
Lake Natron, Tanzania
(looks cool, but is alkaline enough to Kill Your Shit)
Lake Baikal, Russia
(the deepest lake in the world, seriously)
and I’ll wrap it up with Son Doong Cave, Vietnam, the largest cave in the entire world.
it puts anything Dagobah has to offer to absolute shame:
(seriously, the largest chamber is 660 feet high. you could jam a fucking skyscraper in there and still lose it)
anyway I really like caves thanks for coming to my ted talk
Allow me to throw in Catatumbo Lightning, which is also called the “Everlasting Storm” because it’s been raging for thousands of years in Venezuela and throws down some totally badass lightning on the daily
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sobriety fatality
Today I had celebrated my 32 day of Sobriety I was filled with pride, having acknowledged and denied many triggers in the past month I felt secure, proud.
My uncle had passed last week, a newly made friend passed as well, by his own hand, the week before. I did not drink.
I have loved the Life is Strange series of games. (Spoilers) The new prequel "The awesome adventures of captain spirit" came out. I have not finished it. The ten year old protagonist is most probably living in a household where the mother has chosen to pass on by her own hand.
That is what hit me. A fucking video game. My best friend left us July 5th 2016. Immeasurably poorer.
God how I wanted to pretend these series of drinks never happened. And I totally would have. I would have lied to everyone. Tried again with sobriety, not resetting my days. But that will mean I learned nothing from your days here on this planet. You miscalculated a tattoo: "solo veritas". It means "the truth soil" You always said it to mean: "Only truth".
I wish you were here. to see a road paved in magnificent destruction recreated. no matter how long it takes. Because since you are gone. If I lie now. Right now. and say, this bottle of wine and 2 beers and 2 shots of tequila and 2 beers did not happen because i feel 'okay' in the morning. I will forever be lost desecration.
Your non-existence has made me realize how much I needed my feet to be held to the fire. I love you. I die inside because no dialog is possible, only monologue What shallow imitations pass as you these days in imagination.
Fuck I miss you.
And that is why I will tell the truth. You taught me that.
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