Second Guess
"I see where you're going with that. I don't like it." —Dierk, geistmage
Artist: Karl Kopinski TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link
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Second Guess
"I see where you're going with that. I don't like it." —Dierk, geistmage
Artist: Karl Kopinski TCG Player Link Scryfall Link EDHREC Link
Someone mentioned the infection in Network Effect potentially unlocking memories Murderbot had otherwise lost due to all the resets. So I'm calling it now based on the clues in the first chapter, [redacted] is related to being abandoned on a planet.
I should try to trust my past selves to have made the right decisions, and not think my past selves were so stupid that I must always be second-guessing the decisions they made. I shouldn’t be so hard on myself.
— Sheila Heti, Alphabetical Diaries (Farrar, Straus and Giroux, February 6, 2024)
Do not second guess your talents and abilities because they aren't common or understood by the masses.
Morgan Richard Olivier - Blooming Bare (It's Yours)
One step too many, time after time. Fucking up around every turn. Sick of how I'm feeling inside. I don't know where to go from here now. Something still lingers low it's weighing me down. I know the sun will shine again, shine again. Back and forth it seems we'll remain until the end.
Second Guess by You+Me
All That’s Left
Like when we were then,
trees were smaller,
front yards were bare,
sidewalks were new,
new bicycle, too;
you lived around the corner
down the quiet street,
love was a complete
unknown, unfettered;
we would meet by the sweet
smell of lilacs behind our
elementary school at night,
a secret trysting hideout,
not like grownups,
more like a play;
butterfly stomachs
flutter from heel to crown,
freshly sealed in a
forever perfect kiss;
then our stars ran amiss,
wandering far from then,
now forget-me-nots
are overgrown,
they're all that's left.
Turning Back (The Red Canoe).
42x32″
Acrylic on rough canvas.
Some people just cannot communicate in a straightforward manner. They will use sarcasm as a defence mechanism, send mixed signals or act like nothing is wrong. If you cannot help such people, stay away from them. Life’s complicated enough without having to second-guess others!
Mufti Ismail Menk