There may or may not be a method to this madness.

Nov 03

Today
today holds the tale of yesterday
and promises tomorrow
you were younger then
today you are older
tomorrow you will be older still
and yet you move on the same trails
you see the same days many times over
colours change
you grow cold and warm as you move
you bring onto me what I can take
you ask only for my life
as I wander with you
you have been a cold year
— by Leo Yerxa

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honey-and-gin:

Me for the next 48-72 hours.
Originally posted by bisexualsteviebudd

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medusasstory:

arterialtrees:
My Dead Friends
Marie Howe
I have begun,
when I’m weary and can’t decide an answer to a bewildering question
to ask my dead friends for their opinion
and the answer is often immediate and clear.
Should I take the job? Move to the City? Should I try to conceive a child in my middle age?
They stand in unison shaking their heads and smiling– whatever leads to joy, they always answer,
to more life and less worry. I look into the vase where Billy’s ashes were–
it’s green in there, a green vase,
and I ask Billy if I should return the difficult phone call, and he says, yes.
Billy’s already gone through the frightening door,
whatever he says, I’ll do.

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When Death Comes

lilah80:

When death comes
like the hungry bear in autumn;
when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse

to buy me, and snaps the purse shut;
when death comes
like the measle-pox

when death comes
like an iceberg between the shoulder blades,

I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering:
what is it going to be like, that cottage of darkness?

And therefore I look upon everything
as a brotherhood and a sisterhood,
and I look upon time as no more than an idea,
and I consider eternity as another possibility,

and I think of each life as a flower, as common
as a field daisy, and as singular,

and each name a comfortable music in the mouth,
tending, as all music does, toward silence,

and each body a lion of courage, and something
precious to the earth.

When it’s over, I want to say all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.

When it’s over, I don’t want to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular, and real.

I don’t want to find myself sighing and frightened,
or full of argument.

I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world
–Mary Oliver (1935-2019)

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Life After Death

medusasstory:

These things I know:
How the living go on living
And how the dead go on living with them
So that in a forest
Even a dead tree casts a shadow
And the leaves fall one by one
And the branches break in the wind
And the bark peels off slowly
And the truck cracks
And the rain seeps in through the cracks
And the trunk falls to the ground
And the moss covers it
And in the spring the rabbits find it
And build their nest
Inside the dead tree
So that nothing is wasted in Nature

Or in love
— Laura Gilpin

redjennies:

redjennies:
i’m onto something here.
fjord: jester, please just let the weasel go. he’s not meant for this life. look how stressed he is.
jester, clutching sprinkle: how dare you! he loves me! i rescued him. he’s an adventurer!
(meanwhile behind the divine gate)
erathis: honey, please just let the half-orc go. he’s not meant for this life. look how stressed he is.
melora, clutching fjord: how dare you! he loves me! i rescued him. he’s an adventurer!

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dnd-apothecary:

intosnarkness:
To my younger (American) followers:
Even if the polls are ridiculous you still have to vote
Even if the experts say it’s over you still have to vote
Even if the newscasters have called your state you still have to vote
Elections are decided by the people who show up on election day. All the polls in the world don’t mater if you don’t go into the booth and make a choice. All the experts can be (and frequently are) wrong if you don’t go into the booth and make a choice. News media tend to call stats at 5% of votes tallied. If your polls are still open, you can still change things.
Don’t let a strong summer showing in the media dissuade you. You still have to show up in November. It does matter. If people see their candidate winning and decide that they don’t have to show up and be heard, there is a chance the other side will rally. You have to participate. No matter what.
Voting this year is more challenging than ever, which means it’s more important than ever.
If your vote didn’t matter, they wouldn’t try so hard to discourage you from voting.
If you’re eligible and registered to vote in this election, please do so. Vote down the whole ballot. Vote in your local elections too, that’s where the MOST change is made, and your vote has the MOST impact. This makes things get better, going all the way to the top.
Show up. Stay Safe. VOTE.

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