#longverse

[justemothingz]

Qotd: if these came back would u buy them?// I own a pair!!

[blackcrystalball]

Girlies!!! They're finally here!!!! Omg this is everything I've ever wanted.

When I was nine and brand new to being alt, my dad got me a pair of these. They were acid wash denim and I wore them literally everywhere. My favourite outfit was the juit, the Jean suit. I would wear my denim skinnies, a denim shirt, a denim jacket and my dad's denim bucket hat. I looked ridiculous and I loved it more than anything. A year later I was finally allowed to use Kajal pencils and I would do heavy raccoon eyes with the juit, a truly deranged outfit. It was my favourite thing in the world.

By the time I had outgrown those shoes they were out of fashion and I could not find a pair anywhere for years. Now I'm 21 and own a debit card. This month's allowance went to fulfilling my years-long hope and dream to have another pair of longverse. I couldn't be happier.

[lightningstrucktree-blog]

Dandelion Wine

perhaps i would just like

to write

a (nearly) pure

expression of consciousness

dispersing in this

this

Moment

this

Mighty River

Running

Churning winter worn fields

sowing seed

Waking tough sleeping Oaks

from the deepest dream chambers

fermenting sap

This River

hurling our garden sphere

Through Space

at a tilted angle

falling through Void

This River

With ripples of Gravity

Stars like sinking Stones

carving Souls

from sand

leaving lives of dust

trailing in the Wake of Starlight

riding through rapids

only to shallow up

& widen into slow moving

pools of time (perhaps)

time without sentient beings

River running no longer over Rapids

releasing bubble bodied beings

into the system of free energy

no longer locked in potential

bur slowly rolling with the Kinetic River

Big pools of time, with no eyes to see

or Minds to count moments

displacements in the three dimensional Universe

moments in my life where all is lost

in the flow and one memory

means so many different things

when my mind is wide, and aborbing

nebulating & fermenting

till the Bottleneck

A time when i will preserve

My wine

a Time when

dandelions return to this rock

suspended out in space

warm wind kisses them

deep on the surface

takes their children a little further along

How many lives lived,

traveled such short

distances as this

I wish to be born

upon Eagles wings

right up to Starry Heaven

I've heard it is possible

if you receive the

right blessing

If one does regrow

after being bit

by the bolt of lightning

a blink of a bridge

connecting two worlds

a taste of the truth

a gravity seed

planted in the soul

grown to gather

my nebulating life

my many (misplaced)

past moments

into one meaning

an equalizing ring

all that has been

Taught was Learned

so many ingredients

baked by time

into one loaf

of Wise Bread

all the blossoms

bloomed & baked

into ruby grapes

all these beautiful

moments mashed

& mixed fermented

to form my wine