wraithlikepen

These thoughts are not real my stories are supernatural gradual rhymes hard to find it is habitual but I never mind I don't write much so excuse the actual reason I put these verses in lines and put em here to define the meaning of life love god & heathen.

[rabbitcornheartmars]

[rabbitcornheartmars]

We have come full circle guys.

Before 1914: Wars were a norm because nobody knew what was happening other than the two nations fighting. Nobody knew enough to care.

1945: Wars stopped because people started learning a lot through newspapers.

80 years later: With AI and simulations, people once again don't know what's real and what's not. We have come full circle.

Will there be any media we can trust to only post truth? or will these wars become a norm for governments once again? and nobody will care?

Talk about world peace.

[rabbitcornheartmars]

Ectothermic

It was yesterday, I was in the mountains,

eating at home with my family,

and now I sit on a chair, in a place that feels unreal.

Walls to look at, a drawer, a work table,

where my books at?

We live in a world where doing evil is easy as a fable.

A good snake can never receive faith outside its box, or be able to

make us believe it's harmless.

And I lay on my chair, holding two fists,

Arms low, my air flow can defeat a pro breath-hold.

Blood cold, I see the fire burning at the flue,

Even if I crawl out of this room, I won't find a better view.

Oh, but the mountains, that's where I wanted to go,

Be nice to humans and offer them apples with faith in god.

Epilogue:

Indecisive? Maybe not.

I need some time to catch my train of thought.

"His-story"

That's where you know me from.

I hope for faith as I live my days numbered, inside a box.

[rabbitcornheartmars]

The saying has come true.

With AI capable of generating HUMAN AVATARS,

it is possible that we already have a digital clone somewhere out on the internet.

[rabbitcornheartmars]

In unpopular opinion

UPI apps should have a way to send return notices to every lender

Record all lent transactions separately when you choose Lend instead of Pay. Send alerts to all borrowers at once, and even schedule your requests.

[rabbitcornheartmars]

In Squid Game, is the old lady crazy like one of the guests said? Or she's right when she says, it's not that baby's fault that it is born in this HELLHOLE?

[rabbitcornheartmars]

Back with a quick post: Best question you can ask if you're not sure is - Will you miss me?

It comes with a ton of benefits:

emotional appeal to the listener

challenges the listener's mind directly

adds a void into the context

breaks the hard ice

creates a sense of worry and attachment in-between

a pretty basic question to remember

gets every possibility checked

unlocks the listeners true feelings

Patches up wounds at high speed

It provides a dramatic view of the life that was imagined.

And if that doesn't work, you will figure out something else to ask.

[rabbitcornheartmars]

Concluding my notes in my book - wraithlikepen

Thank you for looking at, and keep checking on my work.

I will continue to drop in with quick threads or start something new.

thank you for reading.

P.S. you may have noticed that I have changed my name. I will try to reason that some time later.

[rabbitcornheartmars]

3 AM THOUGHTS ARE NOT YOURS

They are dreams cooked by the brain that you should watch while sleeping.

[rabbitcornheartmars]

In the end,

A rich man dies worrying he will have to start all over again,

and a poor man dies believing he can start all over again.

[rabbitcornheartmars]

Who has it?

I guess "love, is the fear of being seperated and nothing else."

[rabbitcornheartmars]

Cloudburst

Up in a quiet old mountain,

With a cloak of snow and dry leaves,

A river flows announcing its presence in shallow creeks,

And the water as cold as ice, but not that it would freeze,

Has the taste of a thousand flowers, but not enough to be sweet,

I drank as if I was thirsty,

My hands described the pain,

If I did fill some in my bottle,

Well, won't that be in vain?

Because my love would love to drink it,

She knows of its existence,

If I ask the mountain to hold some clouds and let the rain make another route to reach my love who's at a camp below,

Then she can drink as much as she wants,

But the water won't be as cold as this,

The rain would also mix with it,

So maybe I shouldn't ask and avoid a possible splash,

and a bottle won't be good enough either,

Yeah, I should head back now,

It's been some time since I've seen her.

[rabbitcornheartmars]

Well, what happened to the sun?

When I was a kid, the light went right through my skin,

The sky was in bliss, it was the color blue,

And my austerities, when I was a kid,

Seemed true,

Don't sunflowers look at the sun anymore?

Is this sun...new?

It doesn't brush the warmth on my face,

It doesn't rise from the same place,

Between the mountains and over the river,

Then I learnt in school that there is space,

But the sun in the sky and the ones I drew in my book were the same back then,

As it appears now, seemingly proud,

Over the clouds yet bright and loud,

It feels strange, and I can't stand it,

I shelter myself under a tree, abandoned.

The tree is not dense yet the light does not fall through,

The world has changed, the sun is new, and the sky is not blue.

[rabbitcornheartmars]

Some one put my heart away

I don't want it

[rabbitcornheartmars]

Make a poem. skip any 3.

Even so often

Names forgotten

Back in Autumn

An otter

Tussled a bottle

Under the water

doesn't matter

doesn't matter

white walkers

Black matter

Harry potter

Happy otter

[rabbitcornheartmars]

I don't know which way you are going, or where your dream ends.

I'm heading a certain direction,

and I ve got reasons.

Look! it's that way 👆

So where does your path go?

Is it that way? 👉

Cuz if it does, my guess is that

👈 that way is definite infinity hell,

Cuz you are from the clouds in heaven,

And we humans live on

👇earth under your spell.

Damn it! It is okay to feel lost,

Under the sun, deep in the shadows, smoking the trees, I see you,

and I want to know where do all the fairies go?

[rabbitcornheartmars]

A man must find his glory.