Spirit

I couldn’t tell you who I am

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oh yea on any of my posts feel free to give tips or CONSTRUCTIVE criticism I swear it helps (≧∇≦)

[magnus-glitch-archive]

While we're on break, this seems like a good time to tell you about my Magnus Archives Master Doc.

This document is a succinct summary of all the major people, places, items, and groups in the original Magnus Archives series, with internal reference links. This project began with my meticulous search for whatever tiny scraps of physical description I could find for the main characters, but grew as I realized on my second listen just how many connections I had missed. No fanon or personal interpretations are included, this is all purely from within the show. I find this easier than pouring through the ad addled wiki page, which also sometimes seems to contain subjective assumptions or connections.

I hope some of you may find this helpful, especially artists and fanfic writers. I promise I have found every scrap of physical detail for the characters. Enjoy.

[adonis-things]

The Surface - June 28th 2024

I'm scared of the ocean

the waves crashing, pulling me under

when I was younger, the waves were intimidating

something I've never seen before

My grandpa got me out to sea to ride the waves

telling me how calm the waves are further in

I looked out, noticing the scenery

noticing how the waves didn't look so scary

not anymore

I took a breath to calm my nerves

listening to my grandpa, and took a leap

I rode the waves without a care in the world

just hoping to do it again

I'm still scared of the ocean

but not who I am once im in it

[lastman-rat]

My bbg Jon fanart

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Animals

It seems people spend their whole lives trying to be good

Nobody is objectively good

However everyone is, in some form, bad

Morals are subjective

Right is wrong and wrong is right

It truly is peculiar, something about human nature

I strive to be the best I can

To be the best person

But I am nothing

If I were to describe myself

I’d say a thin line between null and complete chaos

Spiraling lines and distorted reflections

But also still standing and time passing

That is me

Maybe humanity is all one in the same

Striving to be a good person

To be liked by the public

To be respected like the animals do a lion

Ignoring the possible repercussions,

When the hunters become the hunted

And the hunted become the hunters

Like a hive of bees will kill a queen they do not like

Humans are animals

Animals do what they need to in order to survive

So in the end

Nobody is truly good, yet no one person is pure evil

But Humanity

Is pure evil.

Humanity

Are animals.

(12:30 AM poems lol)

[mangozic]

my dead goth son and his friendly neighborhood personified concept of insanity

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Hate

Hate is a strong word

Does it make me a strong person if I am full of it?

I want to reduce everything to ashes, though that is absurd

I’ll tear and claw, bit by bit

I wish to see blood of those I hate

Brought about by my own hands, my teeth and claws

But for my friends, I beg they wait

I will declaw myself, abide to their laws

I can get better, this anger is not my whole being

I am a cascading, twisting, spiraling madness

An identity that is none but fleeting

As I transform my anger into madness into sadness

I want to see the blood of those I hate

The ashes of the places that fuel me

But I want those I love to wait

To wait for me and see who I can be.

(P.S: tried a rhyme scheme this time! I prefer freestyle though)

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Sculpture

I love you in ways I cannot shape.

I cannot explain my love in just words

Simple spirals of sounds

I suppose, I need you as much as a body needs blood

But thats too little.

Even words such as adoration, obsession

Couldn’t encapsulate my love for you.

I love you like I want to be you

Like I want to devour every drop of your being

I love you like I want to be a part of you

Or like I want to tear you apart,

Make you a part of me

My love goes far past simple romance,

You control me like the moon controls the tides

You control me, like a sculptor does his sculpture

I will bend and break to be what you need

I will distort myself, I will reshape myself

I will become an identity purely for you

Just love me.

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Momento mori

Death, what is it?

Is it when your conscious fades for good?

Is it when your body gives out, and your eyes fall in?

Or is it when you, as the rest, are rendered but a nonexistent memory?

Forgetting. The memory is such a strange thing

Like a twisting fun house of mirrors

Not even humans truly know how their minds think

Not even humans comprehend

The irrelevancy of their existence.

Humans are specks among the universe

Woefully trying to understand

To reason their feeble existence

To make sense of death, the aftermath

Is to try and comprehend the incomprehensible

Everyone lives, everybody dies

If a hundred years

Could be considered living among the billions

Memento mori; remember you will die

Your conscious will fade,

Your face forgotten among the sands of time

Reduced to but words on a stone

One life among the extinction that haunts all

The marking of the dawn of a new time

What is death? Or, what is the afterlife?

We do not know.

Not even those that bring death

Death is being forgotten just as it is physically dying

Death is the unknown

Death is all, a darkness to some, a peace to others

Even you ;

in all your beliefs and false rationalizations

That such a complex conscious could not cease to exist

Will meet the same fate, one day

As those millions of years before

And one hopeless evening,

Humanity too, may face the start

Their inevitable end, their extinction

(Ps. This reads more like a speech than a poem, interpret as either.)

[strangencold]

oh yeah btw I’m just gonna dump poems and or thoughts or stories on this acc because I can’t speak to people

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Self.

I am something.

I am anything but in my own skin.

I can be love, I can be hate

I can be something.

I will be what you want

I will be vile, I will be caring

I will be loud, I will be silent

As long as I am what you want

You can hurt me

You can take my skin

You can take my self

As long as you promise to love me

As long as you try to love me

As much as I loved you