burn and rise

you are a willow, you are a snake, you are a phoenix

[rebirth-suggestions]

are survival and rebirth that fundamentally different?

[rebirth-suggestions]

The wounds are still there. Touch lightly, or they'll remind you of the darkest times.

It's not yet time to get yourself out there. You are still tender; you are still not ready.

[deadman-suggestions]

Have at it babes! Suggtober 2021! @curious-suggestions and another friend helped me to put it together

The post doesn’t need to include the word, it can be just inspired by it! And free day is just a write whatever you want day! Also you don’t need to have a suggestion blog to join in, any writing blog can!

I’ll add a plain written out list under a read more when I get on the computer next

[silversuggestion]

I am unconsecrated, an abandoned goddess with no worshippers left to her name. And you are?

[diaphanoussuggestion]

I am fragmented, a half-animate ghost with no home left in this world. And you are?

[lightlifeupyourself]

I am empowered, a wise witch who they never could burn. And you are?

[wyrdarchives]

I am blurred, a forgotten man without a name. And you are?

[starship-suggestion]

i am waiting, a tired ship with an unloving crew. and you are?

[fractalsuggestions]

I am broken, a half-formed thing with no form of its own. And you are?

[starstuffsuggestions]

I am starbound, an eldritch emissary with no story, only power. And you are?

[unhappeningsuggestions]

i am nothing, i am everything, the man with no eyes and sight of all. and you are?

[asciansuggestions]

i am light, i am darkness, everything that can’t have a shadow and can’t reflect light. And you are?

[rebirth-suggestions]

I'm mere ashes of what I once were, waiting in slumber to rise again when the time is right. And you are?

[rebirth-suggestions]

You hold the raging storm in your hands and the stars sparkle around your head -- you are vast, you are strong, you are a miracle

[rebirth-suggestions]

were you happy when you looked at my corpse? did you think i was dead?

Fool. When spring comes back, so do I.

[rebirth-suggestions]

Shut your eyes and turn towards the sun. Watch the red under your eyelids until it stops being red. Maybe listen to some music. You don’t need to do shit all the time the world works okay without you for a while. It’s okay to take a break.

[astraldemise]

do you think the process of metamorphosis hurts ? does the transforming creature inside the pupa understand whats happening to it ? do you think theyre scared ? do you think theyre afraid ?

[ancientgreeksuggestions]

If you don’t have actual wings to escape Crete with your son, home-made is fine

[classics-suggestion]

No It Isn’t

[rebirth-suggestions]

Yes it is, just don’t fall into the water

[fractalsuggestions]

everpresent. eternal. not unchanging, but repeating. tides of nothing pulling nothing.

[rebirth-suggestions]

You will have to let it consume you.

You will have to die.

It will be scary but it will pass -- now look at your fingers withering away and the feathers falling out, let out the last breath

it will let you breathe in for the first time.

[rebirth-suggestions]

If dawn doesn’t come, your flames will light up the horizon. Rise. You are a phoenix, even if you don’t have feathers in this life.

[rebirth-suggestions]

You know you can start again in this moment

right?

[brownheadedcowbird]

born from the mountain goats’ “white cedar” and the drive home from the worlds worst new years party

[fractalsuggestions]

Something on the point of breaking, begging you to stop. The strain on your last ties to humanity aches; it's unbearable. It's exhilarating. You missed this.

[yellowpoet]

On another note, if you’re a suggestion blog like/reblog this so I can follow u! I’m following pretty much everyone I can find through tags but like, I’m sure I’ve missed ppl

[darkearthsuggestions]

Start again, in the middle of winter. Start again with your leaves making mulch upon the earth. Prop yourself up with iced-bearded branches and claw your way into the frozen ground. The soil may be softer in the spring, but there’s so much sky to grow into and only so much time caught in the fishing-nets of your roots. You are strong enough now– start again.