life would be so much easier if i were a level 20 mage

The desert is made of bones. The cloud is made of bones. We are all made of bones and it's about time.

might fuck around and claim Marie Byrd Land for myself

personally I think poetry is at least as good a way of imagining better futures and plotting roads to'em as whatever we've been doing up to this point

I miss the days when you could lie without the nanomachines autocorrecting your speech.

baddest bitch! at the motherfucking! post office!

Loneliness like a good, old friend
visits my house to pour wine in the evening.
And we sit together, waiting for the moon,
and for your face to sparkle in every shadow.

- Faiz Ahmed Faiz

Last night your faded memory came to me
As in the wilderness spring comes quietly,
As, slowly, in the desert, moves the breeze,
As, to a sick man, without cause, comes peace.

- Faiz Ahmed Faiz

Don't envy the deer because the deer is made of light. You will be made of light, too, in the end.

preparing for old age by googling “most advanced boner pill”

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A lovely place to rest.

(light poem image header created by Robert Montgomery)