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DO NOT sleep during the day. Youll be like What the hell later

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The Birdland Jazz Club is one of the best in New York and I'm going there tomorrow. But when I saw it I thought of you. Do you like jazz? I think you do. Would it fascinate you to know I went there?

I wonder if you think of me. If you're curious about the stories I have to tell in the two years that we haven't spoken.

I cannot believe it's only been so long, it feels like a decade. But that's time. It either feels too long or too little or both at the same time.

Maybe one day I'll see you somewhere, and that day you will want to know my stories. Maybe that day I will tell you about the jazz club I went to in the summer of '24.

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I was walking on the streets and I saw this beautiful little white bicycle with flowers decorated on it that I thought was some kind of city decor and I clicked a picture of it. 

Not too long after, my aunt tells me something that immediately changes the word marvel to mourn.

"That indicates that a little kid died here. If someone dies on the road, their loved ones adorn the place or vehicle with flowers to remember them forever. Anybody who walks by will also know them this way.”

I wondered who the kid must've been. Were they quiet and thoughtful, bright or cheerful, did they love to gaze at the roofs of houses from tree tops or squeal at the breeze that hit their face while cycling down the streets by the shores. But then I wonder.

What were all the children like in the Promised Land? What did their innocence look like before blood spilled over them, what were their dreams like before fallen buildings crushed them, what were their laughter like before their slumbers were interrupted by relentless deafening eruptions and sinister silences following. What was it like before all of it became the powerless’s Damned Land? Was there ever a Before? 

Then I wonder something for which I don’t have an answer.

How many concrete debris would cry for flowers to sprout from them in a land where there are just far too many to count? 

~Sxn

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Raquel, would you mind throwing down some poetry prompts? :) I'd so appreciate it!

Of course I wouldn’t mind!!! :) I get stuck a lot too, so here’s some prompt sites that I have bookmarked for when I’m like “how else do i make sadness and love into words i’m clean out of ideas”

1. Dragon Writing Prompts, great for the fantasy writers and also complete with excellent writing challenges.

2. Twelve Days Of Writing, to get you back into the groove if you haven’t been writing for a while. If you plan on taking part in National Poetry Writing Month (you can make your NaPoWriMo any month!!), here’s 30 prompts to  get you through. 

3. Not officially a prompt, but Write or Die is excellent for just keyboardsmashing through writer’s block (try not to actually keyboard smash, just do the writer-version of keyboard smash and blurt out every word that comes through your brain even if it’s “sandwich taco taco taco,”). they have settings for the masochist in you and the peaceful flowerchild too (i’ve never tried the stimulus mode but it looks really nice?). Just make sure you copy-paste your beautiful result because the site will not save your writing!!

4. Mix and Match is a great writing challenge and the list of traits provided here is good for anytime writing too!!

5. The Character Attribute Randomizer is great for fiction/fantasy writers (and artists!!) and/or if you just feel like doing a flash fiction piece.

6. Speaking of flash fiction!! This is a random word and random phrase generator for quick flash fiction prompts (that second link does both!!). Flash fiction is my favorite type of writer’s block intervention!!! For those who don’t know what it is, it’s pretty simple!! just set up a timer (try for about 2 minutes although i’d accept up to 5 depending on your typing speed) and wRITE for those 2 minutes about whatever that word/phrase made come into your head. the best part about flash fiction is that if you have literally NOTHING to write about, you only wasted 2 minutes languishing over that one prompt. i REALLY like getting little writer groups together and just doing flash fiction for like an hour, reading our little stories and poems to each other :) mine get really weird bc who cares if i kill off everyone who cares if the main character is a duck like it’s maybe 200 words. i’ve had friends who hate writing tell me they love flash fiction :)

7. A list of poetry prompts, with links at the bottom for more :)

8. Since you’ve got to have the right mood, here’s where to find rain in the absence of actual precipitation, here is a white noise generator (here is another), and here is where you can find endless classical music (where you can skip/add/loop as many as you’d like!!). While you’re listening, check out this random picture generator and see if you can write about the images that show up! 

9. One Hundred Themes to write about!! One hundred and eighty prompts to write about!! (some of these seem to be less geared towards stylistic writing, but whatever works for you works for me!!)

10. Writing is a Virus automatically generates more writing prompts than I could list, all with the click of a button!! :)

I hope this helped!!! :) good luck my love!!

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I stopped listening to Cigarettes After Sex because it makes me think of you and ashamed at how gullible I was

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"Heal it", it says.

"Only you can"

When the darkened sky has fallen

And the night hushes to silence

This heart betrays my boisterous pretense,

To remind me how timid and frail it is,

Despite my unwillingness to admit.

what do I do with this ailing soul

you place in my arms each night?

~ Sxn

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When the darkened sky has fallen

And the night hushes to silence

This heart betrays my boisterous pretense,

To remind me how timid and frail it is,

Despite my unwillingness to admit.

what do I do with this ailing soul

you place in my arms each night?

~ Sxn

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Note to self.

Remember being in your own world is the safest place to be. Do not think you will feel a long-lasting love or joy outside of it. Hope does not mean you take the next leap without safety guards.

Feeling lonely in a big group of friends is a predestined predicament for people like you. Learn to be okay with that

~Sxn

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Translation:

some drenched words, hide behind playful gazes.

Through gestures, these words convey their love...

~Sxn

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Guys guys new post out!!

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Let's talk about the other side of mental health issues and the way it affects people around us.

TW: mentions of Mental Disorders

We're all learning to have conversations about mental health, mental disorders and being sensitive towards people who have them which is an amazing thing.

But we're turning a blind eye to those around people with poor mental health and the way it affects and drains our loved ones.

A common topic of discussion is the difficulty most people with Depression, ADHD, and Bipolar disorder have with maintaining friendships, and healthy familial relationship since childhood because of various difficulties; mood swings, thought spirals, self-hate, anxiety and occasional lack of social empathy to name a few.

While it's important to understand that and be sensitive to our friends and family who are battling such issues, it's also important to remember that it can be difficult, draining and sometimes even isolating and lonely supporting someone who is struggling with their mental health.

Remember to keep a check on how much you can take and remember to have boundaries for your own mental well-being and if it's possible, have empathetic discussions on how certain behaviors of theirs is affecting you, and how you can support them in ways that's helpful to them.

Just because you understand the reason why someone is doing the thing that they're doing doesn't mean it's an acceptable way for you to be treated.

Love is both an outward and an inward practice. Good luck!