"Did it hurt?"
"Did what hurt?"
"When you fell from heaven."
"…It was the single most painful experience of my life. Tossed away like chaff, my wings… oh my beautiful wings! Burned away… gone in an instant! Hurtling toward this rock, we made mountains where we struck, my siblings and I.
Never to fly again, never to rise and soar, but left to walk and climb this rock forever. Every moment here is an agonizing reminder of what I've lost. Yes, it hurt, more than you can possibly imagine."
I don't know who you are. Or whether you're a man or a woman. I may never see you or cry with you or get drunk with you. But I love you. I hope that you escape this place. I hope that the world turns and that things get better, and that one day people have roses again. I wish I could kiss you.
@viciousviscosity Playing a newly designed game feature for the first time and when it all clicks and the gameplay finally comes together and the loop purrs and prrr =w=
@viciousviscosity Solve hard tech problems, like figuring out how to keep an accounting firm using their 1980s DOS software on new Windows 10 workstations. Or replacing e-mail. It's like working out without the sore muscles or gym sweat. :)
It's quiet, save for the gentle swishing of a fan. It's an eerie quiet that tastes more of loneliness than solitude. I watch the time on the TV blink to random locations, reminding me I ought to be asleep;it is the only illumination in an otherwise dark room.
The air has the sort of chill that would make me shiver and seek warmth, if I weren't savoring the respite from the thick and ever present humidity. With so little distractions, I am forced to focus, contemplate and examine life.
When the self reflection is too much, I seek out further distraction – never quite approaching the precipice of enlightenment. Looking out at all that stands before me, the depth and breadth, is overwhelming. My fear roots me in place, ever just shy of moving forward.
I find a faint sound and focus on it, letting my mind wander to the fantastic and whimsical. I slip into the stream of consciousness, leaving the rocks of hard truth behind, gently gliding atop the lazy current, meandering wherever it takes me next.
@Corvusrobotica is a truly stunning poet with a masterful skill for imagery and emotion.
Reading her work always makes me stop, and think, and feel.
If that appeals to you, consider supporting her on patreon, where you'll get access to her longer-form poetry.
@viciousviscosity Ann Magnuson’s “The Jobriath Medley”—a tribute to the groundbreaking and very talented queer musician who hit a (figurative) wall at top speed https://music.apple.com/us/album/the-jobriath-medley/570062723
Of course, I wouldn’t have found it if I hadn’t already been on a small Jobriath kick thanks to watching “Jobriath A.D.” some days back.
The song "deadzone" by Ladytron has me hooked.
And obsessively listening to "Mourn" by Assemblage 23. It's a reaction to the lead's divorce and the pandemic, utterly heart-wrenching.
@viciousviscosity I've been on a big hip-hop kick. Particularly golden era stuff and some smooth stuff from Japan I found on YouTube
Today is World Mental Health Day. There is no shame in admitting that you need help with your mental health. It is a strength to know you can't do it alone and you don't have to.
I was diagnosed with social anxiety at age 13. I have been managing it for more than half my life. I am always willing to discuss my struggles and my victories.
Please reach out if you need help. Reach out to me, to a friend, to a family member, to a doctor. You are important. You are loved.
🎶 Sidewalks and Skeletons - Sleep Paralysis 🎶
Artist: Sidewalks and Skeletons
Song: Sleep Paralysis
Album: White Light
One girl in all the world.
𝕼𝖚𝖊𝖊𝖓 ⓞⓕ 𝔾𝕀𝔽𝕤
🔋 𝚃𝚎𝚌𝚑𝚗𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛 🔋
Music is my love language