Borne Here

28 | mixed signals | cynic | socialist | writer

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𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗?

𝚆𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎, 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚜

𝙸𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎, 𝚠𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚐𝚘𝚗𝚎

𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜?

𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚜?

𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚔?

𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚊𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜?

𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜, 𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚘𝚗𝚎;

𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙴𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚞𝚜, 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚗𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚗?

𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚞𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗?

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗 𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚎𝚜,

𝙰𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗 𝚞𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎'𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚎?

𝙾𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚞𝚙?

𝙻𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎,

𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚜,

𝚃𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑.

𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗:

𝙾𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝,

𝚆𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎

𝚆𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍

𝚆𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜,

𝚆𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚞𝚢 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚞𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜.

𝚆𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎,

𝙵𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎.

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍,

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗.

𝙸𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛, 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎

𝙳𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜,

𝙻𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚣𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜

𝙰𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑

𝙰𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎'𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔.

𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕

𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜,

𝙱𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍,

𝙲𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎

𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚗, 𝚠𝚎'𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕

𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚊𝚢.

- 𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚆𝚎 𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚆𝚊𝚛 𝙷𝚊𝚜 𝙱𝚎𝚐𝚞𝚗

02.03.2026

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Brief Reprieve 26.08.2025

We watch the banana birds

Soft with a yellow

They bounce like a pillow

From branch to branch;

Chirping the sweetest of melodies

Drawing our minds

Dancing before our eyes

Truly it all is beautiful.

Past them the sun glows

Heat on my arm

Yielding to none at all

What more could we ask for?

Endless life

We put up a front

Somehow decide we won

It's not too late to go back.

[ran-the-cynic]

Exposed

Is it so wrong

So untrue

That we are all

Open wounds?

[ran-the-cynic]

Through My Eyes

My mind ran wild

With the shimmer of light

And the glimmers of life

That surround us.

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User Not Found - samaran97

samaran - n - portmanteau

sāgā (latin) - soothsayer, witch, sorceress

mater (latin) - mother

ran - far from here

'She crawled from the Earth, fully formed'

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[ran-the-cynic]

Parasocial

It's all performative

It used to be real kids, real people

Reacting in real time

With real life opinions

Some terrible, dont get me wrong

But it's changed -

Now everyone wants to be

An influencer

An instagrammer

The next big thing

With a Netflix Original

They've made a bore of it

I've made a chore of it

Can't find the joy in it

Theres not much more to it

Than that.

[ran-the-cynic]

In perfect fire and perfect lust

Forged ties that leave thought in the dust

Free us from the passion of skin

All along it was my sin

As I will, so mote it be.

- Unbinding Incantation 01.25.01

[ran-the-cynic]

The Chase

Chasing acceptance

Chasing a feeling

Chasing existence

Chasing a reason

Chasing a thought

Through the nights

And the seasons

Chasing the meaning

Of life that we're leading

Tired of chasing

Hands empty and pleading

For all that I've found

I'm left here still needing

Get up off the ground

Staunch all the bleeding

Beaten for sure

But not yet defeated.

[ran-the-cynic]

Scales

All that I feel

A cry out to heaven;

The angels, and blessed

No tears for this devil.

[ran-the-cynic]

At the Gates

Justify it

Justify it at the gates

Don't deny it

All your sin and all your hate

Justify it

Bring the cause and all the claims

In the face of God explain

Justify it at the gates.

[ran-the-cynic]

2026 Surrealism

Originally posted on @eating-doll-parts

[ran-the-cynic]

On the brink of World War,

And it's business as usual.

- We Go On

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A Flash In Time (Wallpaper Version)

You'e seen her, you know her, you miss her - a certain girl from a certain time. The neon signs announce her - in the morning, they'll both be gone #2000s #retro #neon #digital #y2k

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First or Last, Depending Who You Ask - Capricorn Season | Wallpaper Version

Turning the page, but never changing - dark, quiet, and completely unknown. Stay mysterious 🖤 #CapricornSeason #fashion #zodiac #capricorn #challenge

Sources include @moodboardpngs @thingsnpngs @whizpurr @pngmart @pngblog @letsmakepoppunkgreatagain @goldcoasthoney

'More poetry is needed.' Photo taken in Swansea c. 2017

Created on ShopLook @samaran97

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A Mother's Love (Wallpaper Version)

Timeless and warm, beauty in the details: yellowed books and gilded timepieces, boxes of ribbons and albums of photos. Our tie between the past and the future that waits #vintage #mother #fashion #nostalgia #timeless #tender #classic

Created on ShopLook @samaran97

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Time Goes On (Wallpaper Version)

We grasp at memories that tie us to a simpler time... the smell of paper and ink, the slide of silver jewelry across your neck, the cold drop of rain on your skin. It's easy to remember #nostalgia #feminine #pining #fashion #grunge #chic #earthy #literature #poetry #letters #autumn #quotes #music

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Yellow Overcast (Wallpaper Version)

Look for the quiet type on the strangest of days; no sign of the sun but strong breeze and a chill in the air. It's about to get weird #fashion #yellow #sky #moodboard #vibe #aesthetic #overcast #gentle #soft #strange #weird #books #flowers #withered #shoes #tumblr

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