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#Getting chills from my own imagination is really good#My only regret is that I can’t afford to make them reality so no one else knows how amazing it would be
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It's such an amazing feeling when someone picks up on something in your writing that you 100% intended but didn't think people would notice. Like, YES!! My writing properly conveyed the thing it was supposed to!!! You are so awesome for noticing that!!! I am so awesome for writing that!!! I feel so good about my story now!!!!
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reblog if you're a writer but would rather drink straight cyanide than show any of your family members your work
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The Grace of the Wolf
You see that? Moonbeams. The path is lit lightly.
My hand grazes yours. You reach for it tightly.
Its dark. You knew that. But I spoke so softly,
It slipped past your ears then eased all your fears
So we went walking.
There’s silence, stillness. Can you hear the cool breeze?
Slowly draw still, for there's an end to the trees.
But I've been here before and you can't ignore
That subtle night wind and the scent of warm skin
Will you have a seat, please?
It starts with that sitting. The liking of kind.
It will end with you writhing, out of your mind.
But we aren't there yet, so don't you forget
That these games are for two, (...Just who are you?)
and you can feel us... pulsing in time.
The night is bright, thick. The air is slowing, thus heavy.
I don’t say any words, we know that you’re ready.
There dashes tongue. Ah, You think you’re the one-!
You gasp. Pull your hair, in my grasp
You feel below and it is true, solid and steady.
Relax. You won’t fall, these arms steady all.
Keep breathing, let go. Your voice, stalls
Taken in, so you win. Is this what they call sin?
You so, so wanted, so I came to you undaunted
By anything other than heats call.
Is that your voice? Darling, why can’t you speak?
I’m not even close, but have you hit your peak?
Ah, you shake. Some small little body-quake.
But you are not won! And this is so fun!
You’ll smell of this night for weeks.
Then I ask, “Are you done?”, No response, stunned.
Glazed, unmoving. Somehow you were one?
So is there not more? I’ve been burned before By the light in the dark. At least I’ve left my mark,
An evening moon to balance your morning sun.
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Writers should NOT feel guilty about:
Skipping a day of writing.
Not having a perfect first draft.
Partaking in sinister, arcane rituals for inspiration.
Working at their own pace.
Enlisting demons and/or helpful spirits to aid them with editing.
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Mother Night
Mother Night and Father Day
Birth an evening leaning child,
A fox seeking to make his way
Back to darkened wilds.
Alone, he runs, swift- yet tired;
Ostracized, he chases the dark
Away from sunlit enclosures and blase remarks-
Back to Mother Night.
Then, the sunrise presents it's appeal,
A vixen with which to nest,
And losing his direction and attitude
The Fox settles down to rest.
Mother Night then whispers to Father Day -
"Have you finished the morning anew?"
Offended, He replies sarcastically,
"Lady, I always do."
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Pray for the High Prophet, children of the water! Pray for his health and his safety!
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Contrast
"There's a beauty in the simple change
Of shade between light and dark.
Always together, never apart,"
She continued to remark,
"They will shift, and they will shift,
They will choose, and chase
They will shift, and they will shift
Until Night gives way to Day."
Then she spoke softly to me.
"And though they will shift, and they will shift
And time will forever go by,
We will choose, and we will chase
Together, You and I.
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Unsignificant Sentience as named is a creative project delving into STEM and the arts that aims to explore and understand the various aspects of human existence and experience from a scientific perspective. It challenges the traditional notions of human exceptionalism and significance, and instead treats humans as one of many possible forms of emergent and conceivable sentience in the universe. Unsignificant Sentience applies the principles of STEM to study philosophical topics such as consciousness, morality, creativity, free will, emotions, spirituality and more. It seeks to discover the underlying mechanisms and patterns that govern these phenomena, as well as their implications for human society and culture. Unsignificant Sentience aims to inspire the pursuit of a interdisciplinary field that draws from disciplines such as neuroscience, psychology, philosophy, computer science, mathematics and physics.
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She
She is the best thing to ever happen to you. Don't detach as you usually do. I know dissociation makes it hard for you to make lasting connections. We all know your nihilistic tendencies. But she appreciates your absurd, more than you know. Trust her, Cherish her, and trust that you are enough.
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