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it's hard for me but i'm trying
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It's time for our first story to sprout! Don't be nervous, you'll have plenty of time to choose or debate with your fellow storytellers. Our first story will be simpler, just so we may all learn how it grows. As always, if you have any questions about our story, you can ask
Now,
Who are you?
A young child, fist clenched around berries, running and playing in the sun
A star in the cosmos looking down on her planets
A detective about to receive an interesting case
A frog in a puddle, croaking in the rain
🌱⭐♦️💧
*technically* i have 3-5 older siblings (can't remember the number) bc i was adopted who're all around 30s/40s. it wasn't a closed adoption and they lived in the same state as me but i just never figured out who they are.
the only reason my mother ever told me this fact was bc the doctor asked if anyone in my family had a history of cancer and my mom answered 'none of his siblings or birthmother do.' and then we just didn't talk about it for two more years
i have a half brother i didn't learn about until like, last year and i was like wow that's pretty cool then i got to meet him at my dad's funeral and his mom called his little shitty motorcycle a crotch rocket lmao
the inner workings of my family dynamics are literally the most convoluted twisty branches in a family tree you could ever imagine because technically my older siblings are my aunt and uncle
I am a great admirer of yours, of your writings and passion. Your stories stir something in my very soul, this call to write chimes in me when I read your writings. Your passion for very pure creation (stories, characters, graphics) its something more than inspiration to me, it is hope. While I live and breathe so do these writings and sometimes that makes breathing, living easier for me. Its a reminder that the things we create are greater than us sometimes and its reason so keep making things for me. So thank you for that reminder, I am reminded of it everytime I see your posts.
Either keep or delete this is just for you. Very best of luck with your challenge Capitan! *
I'll do more then just keep it or delete. I'm going to wear this like ink to the soul, administered to the very foundation of my being, a tattoo for the heart.
This is what it's all about. For me, it's worth everything! Long ago in era's now deemed ancient, there existed Storytellers. That cultivated songs, stories, and they lived only to invoke emotions from wherever they went. They honed their crafts, they experienced; everything within themselves, they studied all their surroundings, they could tell a story from the simplest, to the biggest piece. Everything the living had to offer, was an EXPERIENCE. They understood the quintessential to what mattered. They validated everything, left no-stone unchecked. Each of them pined to open their creativity, their inner-well, the unique passion each one-of-kind, they did it out of their Hearts, not out of Wallets or Fame crossing their minds. They suffered inescapable pain, limited medical knowledge in the times, they were on the brink's and even told they may have a week left to live, they still wrote even if their drafts weren't ever released and in trash-cans, they put everything on a canvas. Until their final days. Even when they were to get evicted, or their other loves left them, they returned to what called. Their sheer Love for this. Because in telling those stories, they made and spawned and inspired more, endlessly giving back. The true penultimate of currency this world has to offer. They couldn't ever truly die even when a tombstone covered them, because nothing they did was forgotten. To this day a majority of the most famous literature's, plays, theaters, the fictions, non-fictions, everything is etched to history. I am a very student of this game, this art, I love this I'll embody this and I'll take it to the next level. I'll use everything, pull from the best of culture, draw upon it, channel the essence. Then I'm go even further with my open-mind and perceive it all. I will make a goof of myself, I'll be the fool and the laughing stock, I'll make sadness, I'll use emotions to make many even irritated, I'll make joy, I'll create quite simply the ability to FEEL. I will write hundreds, thousands of characters, I will spin worlds, I'll bring them. Accept and embrace any setting I am in. Take whatever and find a way to PULL from it. Because this right here makes me feel truly ALIVE myself. So even if it's just few, or in-between, one, or none. Thousands, I will continue to give it my all and if my energy is lacking, I slack, then that is something valid because it still was me bringing something. I'll show you openly my origins, where I came from because I didn't get here all my own, it's because of people like you I was able to grow, to further be inspired, to go for ascension's higher than my capabilities and take literal flight. You can do this, any can! For we carry stories, things only unique to us, perspectives. Situations we lived, that can be transformed into things indeed, bigger than life. For we are the creators. Perhaps, whatever you choose, the God's of whoever we believe in, intended for us to take after them. I believe creativity, the mind, is the true source of our powers, It's something that links to our hearts and, as we know vital, it makes us diverse. We are able to be infinite. I'm going to stress-test its unfathomable depths. I will go until, I've said, until I literally cannot continue anymore. This channel is awakening and making me become Reborn. And in-order for my own characters to reach their peaks, I have to aim to do the same foremost. My addiction to creativity is unyielding. Rest assure I will continue to make! So continue to breathe and live at the very least in these moments with myself!
When I wake up, struggling, this will greet me and I will know, why I continue onward. Should life deter me and take me on a journey away from this, when I return to this, I will know salvation. If I lose my mind or forget my identity, then I will use this to be my compass back to recover me.
Reminders by Radical Face