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radiostatic166 · 25 days
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Themes of physical Disabilities
Rot
Not yet corpses
Yet we rot
Our joints ache
And our bones pop
My back cracks
And I can't seem to bend down
My body starts decomposing
My skin mixing with the ground
Locked legs
And cramped cracks in hips
Joints dislocated
Pop and move them back into dips
My legs are shaking
My joints are weak
My body can barely hold me up
My skin is falling off the meat
Help me stand
Before even my organs are gone
Only the bones are left
Yet they still find no main spawn
Pins, needles, thorns and prods
Can't help to drift off into numbness
No one can help me not even god
Pop, crack, snap and crash
Not yet dead but still laying down
Flesh off the bone
Bone only left
Can't look forward to nothing with all this pain
Not even death
Thanks for reading
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radiostatic166 · 1 month
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radiostatic166 · 1 month
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Bruised and Shiney
I am hungry
Starved and malnourished
Two apple from afar
One Bruised and black
Cut stem to broom
And the other
Shiney and clean
The most perfect apple I've ever seen
He snagged the shiny one
Kicking the bruised one to me
And I whined
Hunger ached in me
And I reached out
The apple was slightly swishy
Just on the top,
Easy to bit into
Their enamel broken into
But it got harder
Pressing down harder
Juice filled my dry mouth
Despite the Bruised interior
It was the sweetest apple I've ever aten
He grimaced down at me eating my ugly apple
Then looks away
Biting into his
Underneath the shiny, red and yellow crown
It was rotting
Black and a dull brown
Spreading around the molded inside
Of the so called perfect apple
He gagged and spit the apple down at me
His breath hissed a mad hot breath out and threw the apple down at me
Perfect from the outside, only to be molded
Bruised from the outside, only to be delicious
You know who you are
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radiostatic166 · 1 month
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Poem by us
No TW
Bruised and Shiney
I am hungry
Starved and malnourished
Two apple from afar
One Bruised and black
Cut stem to broom
And the other
Shiney and clean
The most perfect apple I've ever seen
He snagged the shiny one
Kicking the bruised one to me
And I whined
Hunger ached in me
And I reached out
The apple was slightly swishy
Just on the top,
Easy to bit into
Their enamel broken into
But it got harder
Pressing down harder
Juice filled my dry mouth
Despite the Bruised interior
It was the sweetest apple I've ever aten
He grimaced down at me eating my ugly apple
Then looks away
Biting into his
Underneath the shiny, red and yellow crown
It was rotting
Black and a dull brown
Spreading around the molded inside
Of the so called perfect apple
He gagged and spit the apple down at me
His breath hissed a mad hot breath out and threw the apple down at me
Perfect from the outside, only to be molded
Bruised from the outside, only to be delicious
You know who you are
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radiostatic166 · 2 months
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If you’re a domestic violence survivor, I’m proud of you for surviving.
If you’re an SA survivor, I’m proud of you for surviving.
If you’re a CSA survivor, I’m proud of you for surviving.
If you’re an ECSA survivor, I’m proud of you for surviving.
If you’re a child abuse survivor, I’m proud of you for surviving.
If you’re a neglect survivor, I’m proud of you for surviving.
If you’re a war survivor, I’m proud of you for surviving.
If you’re a natural disaster survivor, I’m proud of you for surviving.
If you’re a gun violence survivor, I’m proud of you for surviving.
If you’re a cult survivor, I’m proud of you for surviving.
If you’re an organized abuse survivor, I’m proud of you for surviving.
If you’re a torture survivor, I’m proud of you for surviving.
If you’re a TTI survivor, I’m proud of you for surviving.
If you’re a physical abuse survivor, I’m proud of you for surviving.
If you’re a mental abuse survivor, I’m proud of you for surviving.
If you’re a survivor, I’m proud of you for surviving.
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radiostatic166 · 2 months
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So I found Aaron Bushnell's reddit and went through his comments/posts. That young man was well read and stable as they can be. Nothing in his writings pointed to someone who was "unstable" or "brainwashed".
He held leftist and anarchist ideals. He belong to the ACAB subreddit. He recognized the evil of the US Military even though he himself was a part of it. He hated TERFS and called out fatphobia. He understood the dangers of white supremecy and the evils of capitalism.
He had a cat. He liked the show fleabag and played elden ring.
Apparently in his will he wants to leave any money in his name to palestinian relief funds. He was trying to find a new owner for his cat.
Rest in peace Aaron Bushnell. The world won't forget & we sure as fuck won't let the media paint you out to be some crazy conspiracy theorist who had no idea what he was doing.
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radiostatic166 · 2 months
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Cw for RAMCOA topics and themes
No name yet
Feel free to name the poem, and I will @ you
I gave you my purity
My innocence
I gave it to you
And you distributed it to others
Two
Thirteen
Forty
Hundreds
Hundreds have a piece of me
Hundreds have been in me
Stroke me
Hold me
Kiss me
Eat me
"Can I--?!"
"You may"
You stole my purity
My body is bare
You stole my clothes,
Broke my necklaces
And you pulled my hair
I have no innocence left in me
Thanks for reading
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radiostatic166 · 3 months
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Levels of consciousness (DID/OSDD)
Think of the levels of consciousness like a line shown below
(NOTE: These are just examples of how things/CAN/ be, this will not be universal to every DID/OSDD system, this is just a visual aide to help you visualize how consciousness may work)
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(Note: the headspace and co-con can overlap, this is just to simplify it)
On one end we have "Fronting", where one or more alter is fully experiencing the external world, and can take executive control of the body. On the other end, we have "unconsciousness" and dormancy, where an alter is essentially in a state of hibernation.
Between these two points, we have "co-consciousness" where one or more alter is conscious, but not fully in the front, and we have the "headspace" or inner world, where alters exist when not in the front (not every system has an inner world)
Alters can exist in and move around multiple different places on this line
Our first example:
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The pink dot shown, an alter, is conscious, not fronting, but very close to the front. From this point you may be able to hear very clear thoughts or speech, and experience passive influence on emotions, actions, and thought patterns. They may be able to see what is going on in the external world from this point
Then we have the next example:
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The purple dot, an alter, isn't very close to the front, but close enough to perhaps be able to hear their thoughts or speech. They may or may not be able to give passive influence, and may be able to see and/or hear what's going on in the external world, but likely not to the extent as the previous pink dot.
Next:
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The blue dot, an alter, is barely co-conscious. Their presence may be able to be felt, and vague emotions/thoughts may be present, they probably wont have a big idea of what's going on in the external world, and communication may be very minimum
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The headspace can be a very large place for many systems, and accessing the front or co-consciousness could be difficult depending on where they are in the headspace. A line will not accurately represent this, so keep that in mind.
The green dot, an alter, is at the very front of the headspace, this may make it easier to access co-consciousness or the front. An alter who "hangs around" this area, may be a frequent fronter, or someone who accesses co-consciousness frequently
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While someone in the red dot's position may have a very difficult time reaching the front or co-consciousness. They may not be a frequent fronter, an alter that doesnt have access to those areas, or even an alter who isnt aware that they're part of a system. Systems themselves may not even be aware that this alter exists, as they're in the back of the headspace, or a very obscure location. There may be barriers keeping them back here, and they may not be able to travel freely throughout the inner world or into higher levels of consciousness.
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This is not meant to be accurate to everyone's experiences, and it isnt a perfect representation as systems are an extremely complicated and diverse thing, but if you're able to draw from this regardless, that's great!
If it DOESN'T fit any of your experiences, that's also okay! We dont have a known inner world so our line looks more like this
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We don't know what happens behind co-consciousness, there is no memories behind that from anyone, and there is just no access to it if it exists, it's like the others just go to sleep unless they're conscious, in a sense. There could be barriers there.
We also can't clearly communicate in the co-con category, I, the host, can feel emotions, vague thoughts, and passive influence, but there is never clear voices or any good communication
So basically, it's okay if none of the above fits your experiences
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radiostatic166 · 3 months
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radiostatic166 · 3 months
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Cw for RAMCOA and Programming themes
My Weapon
You are a Weapon
And Weapons don't weep
Dry your tears
And don't say another peep
You will do what your told
And be Told what to do
You are nothing
But I am everything to you
Cock your head
And get read to shoot
Shut the fuck up before I pull the trigger
And make you mute
You are nothing without me
I build you up to be a God
You can be higher than me one day
But without me you'd be nothing but flawed
You are the Weapon
Until it's your turn to be the hand
Learn for my mistakes because
For you, everything is planned
Thanks for reading
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radiostatic166 · 3 months
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Yay I'm so happy, I love it so much
Could you do a flag that's like "Assigned dead at birth" and have neutral, nature colors and like one or two lines of red /nf
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☆ AdeAB
☆ assigned dead at birth!!
I LOVE DOING THESE REQUESTS !! <3
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radiostatic166 · 3 months
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Tw for ramcoa topics and sexual themes
Venom
You injected your venom into me
And I hold it in my mouth for a second
The taste rolling on my tounge
I swallow it, despite my mind screaming no
I lick my lips
And look back up at you
You pat my head
Still huffing and getting the air back in your lungs
The venom spreads though me slowly
Entering my veins
Spreading to the tip of my fingers
To the heels of my foot
I deliberately swallow your venom
Knowing if I spit it out even once
I would be able to be free
But at what cost
At the cost would wasting it
At the cost of wasting my body
At the cost of always being watched
At the cost of having free will again
Do I really want to be free?
Thanks for reading
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radiostatic166 · 3 months
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Be Gentle (Unless you actually love me than be as hard as you want)
You can have my heart
If you have the stomach to take it
My emotional outbursts
And the tar that drips to you every time we kiss
You can have it
As long as your gentle
You can have my body
If you dont mind not knowing how many hands have touched us in the past
It's more than 3 I can guarantee
But I can't promise you it's less that 100
You can have it
As long as your gentle
You can hold my hands
Also long as you don't squeeze my wrist
Just weave your fingers into mine
Crevice in crevice
Just don't look up my wrist
And if you do
Just be gentle
You can spread my legs
And hold my hands down to the bed
Choke me or tie me up
I'd let you bite, cut, or gut me
As long as you like my screams
Just like me
I don't want you to be gentle
You can be as hard as you want
Thanks for reading
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radiostatic166 · 3 months
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NPD culture is realizing people can be just as smart or even *smarter* than you and your just like.... nuh uh
(If available ⤵️)
-🍄🫀
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radiostatic166 · 3 months
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WHAT IS POLYFRAGMENTATION
a common misconception i see in the community is that polyfragmentation refers to having a high alter count, and id like to talk about what it actually means polyfragmentation is characterized by a complex system structure, complex splitting patterns, a large number of fragments, a lack of non-dissociative coping mechanisms, and often trauma that began at an early age and impacted all areas of life COMPLEX SYSTEM STRUCTURE - often involving layers, subsystems, or other divisions within the system that keep alters separate in groups COMPLEX SPLITTING PATTERNS - this involves splitting in groups, splitting multiple alters to hold different parts of the same trauma, etc LARGE FRAGMENT COUNT - polyfragmented systems will have a high fragment count, fragments are alters who lack a full sense of identity LACK OF NON-DISSOCIATIVE COPING MECHANISMS - where splitting would typically be a last resort for most systems, polyfragmented systems can be pushed to the point of splitting much easier, even from daily life stressors EARLY LIFE TRAUMA - according to richard p kluft, polyfragmented DID is often caused by longstanding severe abuse beginning early in life - hund
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radiostatic166 · 3 months
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Tw for RAMCOA themes and topics
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One Man
You got me on my knees
I bow my head
I am one but many
We all follow your commands
I am all yours
You need no one else
I can stab, lick, shoot, grovel, and beg
I can eat, kill, bite, lift, and swallow
Just ask me to
I will
My head has grown to thousands
Splits, shards, fragments,
Shattered
I am all yours
I could be
Your one man cult
I do not condome cults or anything of that nature. This is just a vent poem.
Thank for reading
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