The Digitalis Collective

This is our D.I.D Blog. Polyfragmented system . Currently fronting: Jo & Trystan

[thedigitaliscollective]

Why do i keep knocking on a door

That never has the guts to open?

Why do i keep looking up at this ever expanding frame?

i’m too small for the handle and i can’t make space, can’t feel you on the other side

I’m lost in it, this ever expanding dooor

A song for the verseless

What’s it for?

You can see me on the other side just look down the barrel of any gun,

Don’t run when you see the little girl

Huddled in the frame

If it’s all the same, I’ll knock when

I feel like im ready, when I feel open

I’ll be unbroken, shiny and new

You can’t tell me what to do

When i finally get inside

I can’t hide from the shit you do

But i can walk through

[garaks-padded-bra]

Something bad has been happening to me lately. I keep saying “oh a puppy” when i see something i find cute. I was on a walk on the cliffs and I saw a slug and said it because i thought I was alone, but then an old lady on her walk teleported behind me and said “Im afraid not…”

[spritzeal]

flower language has always been an intense source of disappointment for me

like, they all mean really generic things like “love” or “forever” or “i’m sorry” 

i thought you could combine flowers

like you could just send someone a bouquet and from the combination of hibiscus and posies and tulips they’d understand “the rebel leader is dead, rendezvous at the docks at 8, bring the dog, you will need lighter fluid and  a large tomato”

[thursdayplaid]

I really hope no one’s answered this for you yet, I saw this and got so excited that my obscure knowledge base might come into use.  I had to stretch a few flowers so to speak but Victorian flower language allows for alteration in meaning depending on colour, fruit, flower, bud, steam, leaves and thorns, so I didn’t feel I was too far out of line.  This message would work best as two bouquets bound together.  First red Nasturtium with no leaves (red denotes a leader, the nasturtium a patriot) mixed with white or red Mask Flowers (rebellion, red if you want to emphasize fighting, white martyrdom) around Cypress (death).  Then Chick weed (rendezvous) and Blue Convolvulus (night) surrounded by eight White Popular Leaves (symbolises the time: eight), Yellow Iris (flame, and a flower that grows by rivers) and Yellow Prarie Dock Flowers (this was closest I could find to docks)and one large Tomato Leaf, all bound in Dogwood Bark.  Dogwood represents deceit, but as far as I could find the bark wasn’t used symbolically, and as you referred to the dog instead of a dog, I thought it was likely the pun should be a dead giveaway.  

So there’s your rebel message!

[lorimlee]

This is amazing.

[dulcian]

#thank you flower arranging side of tumblr

[to-reach-the-farthest-star-deac]

oh my gods. this is like some Lemony Snicket shit. make this a fucking VFD code. victorian floral dialogue. it totally works

[taraljc]

I’m pretty sure that at least once if not more I have used flower language in an ebook cover. And if I had to guess off the top of my head it was almost certainly for Seanan McGuire.

[seananmcguire]

Guilty.

[thedigitaliscollective]

I need VFD in my life, this was an awesome discovery. I could just see leaving crazy assed codes for my wife. ::rubs hands together, cackling::

[thedigitaliscollective]

To all of those who would discriminate against someone for the color of their skin:

Think about this; our skin is our biggest organ in our body.

You are seriously upset with the color of someone’s organs. Sounds silly doesn’t it?

Can racism please stop?, it’s 2024. It should have never began. It creates trauma and causes nothing but problems. We need to work together not against one another.

[trice2599]

i keep seeing posts on tiktok about how people want to go back to their childhood and honestly i’d rather get another crainiectomy

[portiascottgriffith]

sometimes a girl is actually a bunch of girls. and thats ok. all of her is awesome. shes multiple girls. a wom&n, if you will

this post is about being a system (but i dont mind if you reblog it about something else). also its inclusive of all system origins

[thedigitaliscollective]

You built your selective empire

On ways to break a human soul

You built your bridge upon our backs

And made us pay the toll

Smile if your weak, smile if your strong

Smile if you’ve been shovelling the shit for way too goddamn long

Feel what they tell you to feel

And don’t forget to toe the line

Because how you speak online is how you get defined

A string for the workweek, a string for sickness

If your lucky they will puppeteer you

Without adding restrictions

[thedigitaliscollective]

Cthulu sleeps beneath the sea

What will it take for humanity to finally see

Whats hidden should remain so

Wrapped in peace

They keep him within the custody of the sister seas

The earth is a prison to all who remain

Which is why you suffer so

And your energy quietly drains

But for one who was battled long ago and contained

Dream of freedom while we are quietly slain

A dream of seclusion for all who remain

There is a reason why some secrets are better kept

More reasons than letters of our alphabet

While our climate changes you place a bet

New rules for old contracts a promise unkept.

[prodigalsun82]

[voidbat]

oh my god shannon

[nehirose]

oh my god i love this so much

[thedigitaliscollective]

There was a woman with fair hair

And iron skin

She breathed in poison

For want of sin

She twisted the knife as a proxy

Who could’ve known miss

Maren doxy

Could be the savage creature she is

For want of sin

And what is sown

A simple saga

With twisted foes

Has become more pity than tale

Away she could have ;

by dead of night

Upon the warning for what is right

But Maren was knee deep

In love

Villians are never that to start

Most of them have truly gracious hearts;

They get lost along the way,

Ms Doxy was easy to the din

The kind of noise that wrinkles your skin

In one and out went the truth

The characters talk

And listen you should

For each side needs to be understood

The evil comes

When you don’t

When you live and breathe

For only one side

The poison broke through

Marens iron hide

As she braced herself for the tears

she was hopelessly lost to the years.

[thedigitaliscollective]

We are really scared about what goes into our body and need someone to taste test our food most of the time because we are convinced ppl are trying to poison us. No thanks @lovegabbiehanna for the inaccurate portrayal of this disorder.

[wholeheartedsuggestions]

insta: @duckinggoodart

[thedigitaliscollective]

Shit sucks last night was straight up awful, one kid messaged me just to start a fight and the other got pissed because i keep engaging and letting said kid upset me and then i didn’t have enough time to spend with him before bedtime. So then he and i fought, my wife was at work so i coped badly, time shifted and i ended up switching. I did some things i needed to do spiritually, an alter patched things up with my son, things get hazy from there but i think we ate and took our sleeping med. I think we ended up talking to ourselves and falling in and out of sleep I can’t even be sure. The dissociation was real. After all of that. We finally got to bed, because of our constant alert system i don’t remember what it’s called we immediately woke up when we heard something downstairs. Of course we live with chronic pain so there wasn’t really any sleeping until around two hours after that when my kid had to get to school, my poor wife, sends him off to school and by now we can’t stay asleep and something appears to be moving in our room and now it’s spinning so we notice we’re having a nightmare and now it’s two and we don’t see our therapist’s angry text until 5:30. We don’t even have the energy to get anxious and upset because if we lose her we are so fucking fuckt. But sure punish us, sounds about right. You missing out on a client sucks ass and I’m really sorry I’m not trying to minimize that but you can’t make a diagnosis and think to yourself “well as long as they don’t show symptoms around me” oh didn’t mention shits been extra bad lately because one of our abuser’s court dates happens tomorrow.

[thedigitaliscollective]

Don’t you love when your therapist punishes you for having symptoms of exactly what they diagnosed you with?

[thedigitaliscollective]

Fuck dissociation.

[honeytuesday]

my blog is just one long love letter to myself and all the people i used to be

[honeytuesday]

[thedigitaliscollective]

Why is that so apropos for us?

[thedigitaliscollective]

Ok, hands at your sides. Off of the handlebars. Are you still breathing? Check. Now take another deep breath. You’ve got this. What if we were a fish? A trout? Flicking through the water like a sentient candle flame. Not saying they aren’t maybe they are….back to the water. Do you feel it around you? The very stuff that life is made of? The thing that dispels all mental maladies. Breathing? Hold it for two heartbeats. Fly out of the water and into the sunlight.. Fish need air too. the sunlight glints off of your scales. You are freedom, out of this river into another.

This is what i use to get through some of my panic attacks. Just thought it might help you too.