ThePoetsVortex

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[thepoetsvortex]

Tennyson 🦢

I remember everything that has been said against me and forget all the rest Tranquil strolls under breathtaking boughs Help fortify my now-serene mind

Though love clasp grief, it is but for a time Mixed, intertwined through the flowing river The song of woe is after all an earthly song Even the doleful meadow cannot bear grief long Though willows weep for the dying swan

Doubt imbues the essence of languishing earth Melancholy consumes all that I am Yet the still-small voice of faith Prevents our drowning in a single murmur

The dead still rise to higher things….

My Emily, he still speaks to me Through sigh of bird and fluttering wing The sea all filled with loss that now wells up in my heart How much worse that I stay unmoved than that he be made to go

Doubt imbues the essence of languishing earth Melancholy consumes all that I am Yet the still-small voice of faith Prevents our drowning in a single murmur

Words wrap me o’er like weeds Forgive our tumultuous grief, as one overcome Though they now live with You Forgive us, if they river bears their song and we remember them on the reeds

Doubt imbues the essence of languishing earth Melancholy consumes all that I am Yet the still-small voice of faith Prevents our drowning in a single murmur

Rainstorms now wash over Thunder howls with all the earth We will soon join the valley of death Though we now consort with sorrow We find in loss a gain to match

I hope you all enjoyed the lyrics of this song I wrote, inspired by Alfred Lord Tennyson. I quite like it so I hope you do as well ❤️ Happy Easter and God bless all of you as we celebrate the risen Messiah!

[trans-sapphic-mess]

Another day in the past, another night in the present. The clock on my wall ticks like a hammer in my ear, a deafening reminder of how, like always when night begins, there's... no one. No one to kiss and trace shapes on their back as we cuddle each other to sleep. No one to fool around lazily with to make ourselves even more tired. No one to hold me to their chest, scent filling my nose and heartbeat filling my ears as I wonder how I could possibly repay their love.

No one.

No thing either, no piece of clothing from a long distance lover to fall asleep to their smell. No cute notes they've sent me about how much love they're going to show me when they're back. No pictures of someone special to put on my bedside table so they're the last thing I see when I go to sleep. No plushie they gifted me because I seemed to love it so, just so I could cuddle it to sleep in their stead

Nothing.

I know they always say that you can't find love, that love finds you. They say that you just need to give it a little time, you just need to stick your neck out there a bit more. They say you're being too needy, or you're focusing too much on it. They say you just haven't gone to the right places, oh if only you try this gay bar two hours' drive away each way, or this website that'll steal more personal information, you'll find them in no time.

At least, that's what they say.

But words and things are cheap, nothing like the someone. But yet, when you have no one to hold, no thing of theirs to remember them by, all you get are words. Those who already have it telling you how if you just did something different, said something different, acted something different, then it'd all just click. So now, as I wipe the tear from my eye thinking of all the love I could show and give if just given a chance, it comes back. The mocking, deafening clack of the clock. The coldness of my empty bed. The emptiness of my arms for even a thing to hold onto. Those words that poke and prod at your sanity. There, I remember all I truly have. Thoughts.

Painful, agonizing thoughts.

[hopefulmillennial]

I feel so hungry for being in love, and being loved. It's been so long... And I know all the "it's not a fairytale", "there are many other fulfilling types of love", "love isn't a fix-all", "there is more to life", etc etc etc

I know all of that, but I still know in the deepest parts of my heart that this is a world made for two, and I wish I was part of such a team (there is probably a better word for that, but it also feel like the perfect definition of team).

Anyway, looking at the rain today made me feel all... "echo-ing" inside.

I will probably feel more coherent and less sappy later.

[thepoetsvortex]

EVERY DAY!!!

[awwyeah-rambles]

I don’t usually post about fundraisers, but I wanted to pass this one on. Let Them Live, a pro-life organization, is trying to get financial aid for pregnant moms who need support. 21 women have come forward who want to choose life; it’s the most who have sought out support from Let Them Live at one time. If possible, please donate and/or pass this on, and please pray.

21 Moms Are Facing Abortion Right Now. We Don’t Have Enough Funding to Help Them All.

This has never happened before. In the past 48 hours, 21 women with abortions scheduled have reached out to Let Them Live asking for help to

@cheerfullycatholic I’m tagging you because I’ve seen you post other Let Them Live fundraisers before, so I thought you might want to be aware of/reblog this one.

If you’re pro-choice, please either consider donating or just scroll on by. These women want support to keep their babies; I’m not posting this to stir up debates or negativity.

[generallemarc]

@recess-is-in @apintofguinness1 @otakuvampyre @siryouarebeingmocked @emmaubler @leviathis-krade @disgruntled-foreign-patriarch @beardedmrbean @silent-calling @al-not-dead @isaacsapphire

I know a few of y'all are pro-choice but I think this is a worthy enough cause to bridge the divide.

[otakuvampyre]

I always support giving new moms financial aid.

[m00nxtal]

@prolifeproliberty @theconstitutionisgayculture @arizonaconservativegal @anamericangirl @deadbilly @lovelyardie @thepro-lifemovement @secularprolifeconspectus

[secret--psalms--saturn]

Happy Easter! Christ is risen ❤️

[apesoformythoughts]

If you can, please pray for me.

[scarabesque-returns]

[philosophicalconservatism]

"Freedom is not synonymous with an easy life. … There are many difficult things about freedom: It does not give you safety, it creates moral dilemmas for you; it requires self-discipline; it imposes great responsibilities; but such is the nature of man and in such consists his glory and salvation."

Margaret Thatcher (1925-2013) British prime minister

[thepoetsvortex]

I will be praying for your discernment. I just dropped in to encourage you to lean on your friends in big times of life. They are the way to not be alone and to stay supported. It was also through friends that two of my friends foudn each other in their late 30s/early 40s. They now have two kids together and he is partner at his law firm. I'll be praying that, if it is the Lord's will,you van have such a love as theirs.

Thank you so much for that kind encouragement and for your prayers, it really does mean so so much!

I will be keeping you in my prayers also anon ❤️

Thank you!

[fictionadventurer]

Casually wondering if art and literature took a wrong turn when the culture decided its key purpose was to express the Self rather than illuminate Truth.

[fictionadventurer]

@thylovelylionheart​

Christian history is full of artworks that are more valued for the Truth they convey than for any Truth about the Artiste’s Personal Vision.

But even though religious art is where my thought process began, I’m certainly not limiting this to a Christian phenomenon. Look at folk tales, epic poetry, classical literature. They’re full of morals and motifs that don’t belong to any particular artist. We don’t really care if the author “expressed themselves”–often, we don’t even know who the original authors are. The works are valued for the truths they convey, the things that make them relatable or inspiring to the audience, rather than for the Unique Personality of the Artist. And I’m not saying that modern art and literature doesn’t convey truth. It’s just that I’ve noticed that encouragement to artists of all disciplines often comes in the form of “expressing yourself”. “Be yourself”. “Find your voice.” “Develop your style.”

Your.

Your.

Your.

As if you are the only thing that matters here.

It turns the artist’s focus inward, rather than toward the world around them. It risks making the point of art What I Have to Bring to the World rather than Sharing the World With Others. It encourages people to express their subjective truths and experiences rather than searching for the objective truth that makes sense of the world around them. I’m not going to debate the philosophy behind this, but I’m bothered by the sensation that something important was lost in the cultural shift.

[cupidusagi]

can I please have prayers for my 1 year old cousin who fell down the stairs and is currently at the hospital

[thepoetsvortex]

Guys please please pray for me. I keep praying for a Godly husband, and for discernment to know His will, but it’s been so awful and I’m so ready for a family. I’m graduating law school soon, and even though I know in the eternal scheme of things it doesn’t matter one iota it’s making me so sad to think that, if God does have someone for me, he’s going to miss these milestones in my life- graduation, bar results. I want to go on a date. I want graduation to be our future, not just mine. I want to ask someone what they want for dinner. I want someone waiting on tenderhooks with me for bar results.

God has answered so so many prayers, I’m so grateful and He’s amazing but this one just… so much silence. Please pray for me. For patience, that I don’t have to do this alone. Please.

[vxpsy]

Just wanna ask of anyone to also please pray for the people in Iran. Me, and many other fellow Persians have family in Iran who are currently facing one of the biggest revolution in decades. All we want is to get our country back. For years the citizens of Iran have suffered through unjustified killings and torture under this regime. The media hasn’t been covering this so I hope this gets to at least a few people. #freeIran

[scleroticstatue]

[hannah-snow]

Prayer request. It's not urgent, I'm not demanding that anyone pray, and I am certainly not demanding that the Lord answer 'yes'!

But I am almost thirty, I live alone and I'm lonely, and it would be nice to have somebody to live with. And perhaps I could do with another round of living with another sister, but what I really think I need is a husband.

There's just. So many barriers. Most of the guys at church my age are married/engaged/involved with someone else, or else aren't really people I'd consider or find attractive. It doesn't help that I'm picky in principle as well as in practice.

Then there's the trouble in me. I have literally no social life that isn't family and church, I have no idea how to go looking for a husband, I may or may not be autistic, and I don't tend to get physically attracted that often. I don't think I've had a proper crush on anyone even remotely suitable for several years.

And finally, I still don't know if I will ever recover from my first (and only serious) crush from many years ago.

[thepoetsvortex]

Praying for you sister. Have lived alone many years myself, and definitely understand what you’re going through and the sentiments you are expressing.

I hope it is some consolation be it but little to know that you were not alone on this isolating journey as we trust God more and more through the ache.

Praying for you and many other Christian women undergoing the same.

[elwenyere]

-- Ted Chiang, from "Why A.I. Isn't Going to Make Art"

[oldshrewsburyian]

I'm so glad they got Ted Chiang -- a wonderful writer of science fiction and thinker about technology, in my opinion -- to write this essay. My favorite line was this:

Generative A.I. appeals to people who think they can express themselves in a medium without actually working in that medium.

[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

[cornerstorebitch]

no offense but reading is literally the cure to brain rot and there’s no work around to reading books