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Zoozve, my beloved

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Whatever you're doing, wherever you are, if someone tells you that you have to let them treat you in ways that hurt you, and that you're a bad person or a wimp if you don't let them, that's a red flag and you are justified in getting away from this person as soon as possible.

No exceptions.

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“After all, what is a shadow if there is no light”, it spoke softly. A little something I’ve done between work.

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living is just figuring out how to save your life over and over again Like over and over you wake up and realize you are dying and you either save your life or you don’t

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While talking with the Hobbits, Tom Bombadil puts on the One Ring. For a moment, all of the Nazgul burst into merry song. It is never discussed among them again.

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Broken

I struggled to stand. I knew I was covered with leaves and decay. How long Had I been lying there? And something was digging into my back and side. Deep. I knew I needed a healer. I breathed. I moved the day into night. I felt it's cold. I saw the stars. I stepped forward and the appendage that held me impaled pulled sickeningly. I stumbled. It was wrong. I breathed again and I saw a road. But not any road. A road in the UK, where the trees make a tunnel, and I moved towards it. I felt the mist thinking, and I felt as though I was pulling a thing behind me that was hundreds of pounds. I reached back. It was firm, and white, but like flesh. I wanted to make it let go of me. To stop feeding on me I thought of acid, but then I called the Ink Cap. I called the blackening disintegration into dripping black liquid. It let go.

A shaft of sun came through the oaks. And a man with a deer headdress came and walked with me. I knew him. I thanked him. And he said, "come, child, it is time to die." I said "yeah. Okay." He took me just a little way down the road to a Well.

He stopped beside me, looking at my back. Where the Thing had been embedded in my body were huge blackened holes, necrotic, and irrecoverable. "Your spiritual body is damaged. It is why you are not healing on your own. You have to gain a new one."

I sat with his assistance on the edge of the well. "I have to go down there, don't I? Will it be cold?"

"No."

"Thank you for coming for me. I knew you would."

"I would have come for you a full year ago if you weren't so stubborn."

I had at least the grace to cry a little in response. I am dumb like this a lot. Needing help but not asking for it until it is too late.

Guilt is a trash human experience. I do not recommend.

"It will take months. At least two. I will see you on the other side."

He didn't really have to push me. He let go, and I kind of just rolled limply off the edge. The fall was farther than I expected and hitting the water was a shock when it came.

The water wasn't cold. But it dragged me down all the same. Long reaching hands of weed and bone. The water and the dead that it holds pulled me down into the murky dark. I didn't try to hold my breath or fight.

But I felt trapped constrained by the remnants of my dying body.

The skeletal hands clawed at me. I clawed at me, pulling the rotting flesh away from my ribs and forearms and face.

I thought briefly of the far shore. I didn't know where to go, or how to get there.

But the water did. If there is any place in the British Isles that is a physical gateway to the underworld, it is the Bolton Strid.

The water took me. It began to rush, and down, down, into the crushing dark, bashing me against every rockface. Ripping limb and bone.

I grab my skull, digging my fingers into my own eye sockets from either side, and tear my own skull in half.

So it begins.

So it ends.

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This distinctively warty lichen is Melanohalea exasperata (with several friends) on a lushly populated oak twig.

It can be tricky to find as it mostly grows high up in the tree canopy - so far I've only enountered it on branches that have recently fallen to the ground.

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Waking up feeling like shit and giving myself grace like

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this ask polly comment..

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i love you, get up, keep going.

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there's this word in Serbian 'vukojebina' which literally means 'the place where wolves go to fuck' but they use it to mean 'in the middle of nowhere'. it sure does the job well, but the visual stayed with me longer than I would have liked it to.

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blessed be the scavengers

terfs fuck off

made in 2024

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Friends from Slay the Spire.

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Thrive

I am in a Discord Server with friends. One night, I had a big itchy idea that needed discussing. I brought it to this group, and we talked about what thriving is. Some people helped me put together pieces of the puzzle, and break off pieces that I'd put in that were well meaning, and almost fit, but were wrong.

Tonight I brought the idea into a better formed paradigm.

Essentially, Thriving is a non-holistic, non-static experience that can exist in different areas of life. It can be in one area, but not in another simultaneously, and it can come and go from one area.

In areas where you don't have control, you can really only do one of two things: Appreciate things that make your life better, and try to move away from things that don't. In areas where you DO have control, (mostly like your internal self) you can Build pieces of thriving. And they are additive. They are more than the sum of their parts.

You can choose to put your time energy and attention into things that build your Self and your wellbeing, and you can get Better at thriving, and noticing when you're doing it.

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Feelings tonight