#ponderance

[lumithing]

If there was a button would you press it?

[strawby-fields]

Drawing Mikitaka with my pillarman oc has got me pondering that one theory

The one that says Mikitaka is Kars, come back down to earth in a different form, with amnesia.

While I do not particularly follow it… It’s interesting to think about!

To come back and unknowingly become the very thing you would’ve hated to be, someone who wishes to bring humans joy and coexist peacefully.

To go against your main goal.

It’s just a tad sad, I think?

[geminiwriter1881]

We cannot touch the past, yet we visit it continually. Peer at it through glass, peek at it on ancient artifacts, and ponder what was done by people who lived long ago under a similar sun.

[headlesssamurai]

you are philosopher

I'd claim no such thing for myself. It may be said; we are all philosophers of a sort. For myself, I'd not be so presumptuous. No more a philosopher than any other man, I reckon. I am on a journey, like everyone, the many turnings of which can be frustrating and heterogeneous. But philosopher I'd name far too lofty for myself, being so often down here in the muck and grime of the world's ugliness, even if still taking efforts to value and appreciate its many beauties. Perhaps it's more apropos for me to describe myself as seeking perspective, while sharing my own. I'd take no deeper conceits about it than this.

Perhaps even true philosophers are only named so by others, while their innate curiosities give no thought to the moniker.

侍 headless

[personifiedwatermelon]

if I write vent posts in dutch will my friends make fun of me more

[tlburrell]

I've been thinking about music a lot lately. It's something I've been steeped in my whole life. A key component of my soul, of the very make up of me. And yet I can't define why. Is it because before I had even breathed the air of this world, I felt the vibrations of music? Is it because I had a knack for carrying a tune? A bit of luck made my voice sweet, and I was encouraged to practice. So singing became a kind of tool for me. An outlet for my emotions, a way to appease others, an escape. But what twists of fate, what luck, allowed me to be born to music? And if I truly feel born to it, am I beholden to it? Why is music important to me? A ponderance with an ever changing answer.

[darklordreni]

He haunts me sometimes

Just when I think ive been set loose, ill see The Sign and feel myself being pulled back by a teather

I dont think I'll ever be free

I dont know if I want to be