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[sleepmoresleep]

If you can see this congratulations you can see

you can read, capable of finding access to technology

incomprehensible to fiction from forty years before.

Why, from all this you have, I’d assume you have

clothes covering your skin, food in your fridge (a fridge!)

and a chair to sit in (a luxury to revel in) so please,

be thankful. Allow yourself to be joyful for no amount

of perspective on the suffering of others will change you

who sits in comfort and mistakes their trifles for strife.

[sleepmoresleep]

Well, yesterday involved pulling to Bulldogs off of a bleeding cat... Rescuing a cat now scratched off of the bucket list.

[sleepmoresleep]

Fear has made my sanctuary

a fortress. Shame and guild have

made it tender. Time has build

a small stone path winding down

to the bottom of this mountain.

The bell rings out. Peering down

bellow, wondering if those who travel

this path will turn around.

and whether its doors should open.

[sleepmoresleep]

There’s too much world

and the universe replies

too much outside.

[sleepmoresleep]

Of things

Cups of coffee, coats and jackets,

Gloves and hats, furniture, beds,

Boxes, boxes of books,

Storage units, broken vacuum, 

balled tires, muddy car, bullet journal,

Fold out mattress, the frozen, the melted earth,

Turn signals, faded headlights,

long winding highways, owls on fence posts,

cows in the middle of the road, kids toys,

jumping dog, dogs that chase your car,

goats that nip at your jeans, Uphill dirt roads,

houses without an address, tear apart desk,

a diner where the waitress seems sad, energy bars,

Altoids in tin cans,  small towns around big towns,

big towns around factories, apartments, cafes,

street signs, wood panels and lots, and lots of boxes.

[sleepmoresleep]

Out of gas

Don’t you find in funny how we’ve placed this on ourselves as an idea for not being able to keep going. We’re in the car and it’s going nowhere. What we’re in is out, too heavy to push, too exhausted to want nothing more than to leave it be where it sits and just move on without it. We thought we could make it, halfway across and stuck where going back would take just as much time as moving forward. We had thought that what we had done was the way things were supposed to be and looking back, how much a mess of beautiful sense it had made at the time.

Neither of us would’ve changed a thing. We’d run just as fast on what little fumes would last. We’d given it our best. Somehow somewhere between here and there what we had was supposed to be enough. We stare across from each other as our engine breathes what little fire it has left. “Pop the trunk” we both walk out and divvy what to carry. We lock up letting the familiar car sounds echo one last goodbye. Where the mountains move towards us, incredibly slower than before, we leave our weight behind us having only what we can hold.

[sleepmoresleep]

the smell of coffee every morning is enough a reminder of membership. Early to rise but late to bed. The struggle of the living dead.

[sleepmoresleep]

Shooting stars aren't uncommon. What is very rare is the time flashes by. transactional compassion defecit of abundance. attention is the new affection. seeking unconditional love Conditions may apply.

[actegratuit]

J.P Ormiston

[sleepmoresleep]

[sleepmoresleep]

It's hard, when we don't say anything because everything feels painful. I think it's harder realizing that nothing is ever as bad as it seems, or as it seems it will be, stuck in this limbo world where we can't live our lives because everything is just plain scary. Every part of living is horrifying. We have no idea what's going to happen. So we sit in the corner of our rabbit holes, peeking out every once in a while to notice just how endlessly uncontrollable everything else is.

[sleepmoresleep]

“I’ve tried killing myself 16 times, and succeeded twice”

The things I hear from random people.

[joel]

Rivers

[cinemagorgeous]

Beautiful moving images of nature, by Julien Douvier.

[sleepmoresleep]

Sometimes people only want what's best for you in a way that's convenient for them. Helping you help them, they unwittingly reshape growth to confine to the space of a birdcage. Their very own bonsai tree a gental clipping.

[marksandstencils]

Dream stealers are lying in wait, but if you wanna be a spaceman it’s still not to late

[sleepmoresleep]

Losing something peculiar, I spent many a quaint, insurmountable amount of hours searching in desperation for it not gifted with a great amount of memory; I digress. too many things were found which were not invovled in my hunt. Though, to be true in all farness, were all unfound objects, and all quite usefull. Alas, I searched for an auxiliary cord and found my phone. Now to sniff out the very sanctimonious depths which hath engulfed many a lost artifacts, low and behold! a laptop unfolds. Now, what must I search for to find my glasses, if searching for other things seems the only way to find any other lost...uh, things?