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comfreyhollywings · 1 year ago

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honey in black tea.

you’ve sometimes put honey in your black tea before. you weren't sure about it.

your molars hurt, of course. as with anything too sweet, cavities have formed in the back of your teeth that makes your teeth ache faintly. it doesn't hurt that much, but it's enough for you to notice and wonder if you need to go to the dentist. you don't have that kind of money though. maybe if you got a job with dental insurance, it would cover it.

but. money. money money money. oh, that currency. the thing that "makes the world go round" except the world is not actually round. no. it's more like an ellipse, imperfect and rotted from current stage capitalism adding this brown tint into what was once a clear blue marble. oh, you know this will pass (at least you hope), but it won't be in your lifetime. realistically. a part of you wants to think if you were more ambitious, if you had the capacity of being slightly cold to run over some people, distant people, just to reach your goal.. then maybe you could start a change. a part of you argues that it's optimistic.

but you don't think so. you think it's possible. there's potential here.

you've learned about thurgood martial. he was a lawyer that fought against segregation and saw the very seeds of union come together. he had been the first black associate justice the country had ever seen. despite the odds, he hadn't succumbed. you know he had sold a lot of himself to achieve this goal, but he did it. you've never really envied his position as you remember another lawyer— charles houston. he made it to fifty before he died of a heart attack—the first mixed race person who had sowed the seeds of desegregation as well. you also wonder what he had sold to vigorously till the soil until the world could no longer ignore what was going on.

those two have never asked for permission for change. they were like the natural fleeting course of nature, they had just went with it. like a natural disaster—the first strike of lightning. the first whirl of a tornado until everyone followed suit.

it was small and it had to start from somewhere. it was never really that sweet to begin with, to catalyze transitions.

naturally, it meant something had to die. death is death. it's not as bitter as some would like to believe. it's sour. pungent. it stinks.

see the thing about adulthood is that anything too sweet can rot. you know this well. you wonder if the quote "sweetheart" was capable of having their hearts rot in their chest while their bellies bloated full. not because they have eaten too much, but because they've eaten too little. sweetheart sounded like candies from valentines, sickeningly sweet but chalky in texture. you've never minded the title too much. you've never really minded being labelled as it more reflected them; not you. you'd lie if you said it didn't slightly amuse you. maybe a long time ago, it irked you to no end. but you can accept it now.

if you were honest with yourself, you'd call yourself someone who nurtures.

when you look at it, right. when you really look at it. imagine a toy. one is shaped like a square, the other is a circle. there are little wooden shapes that perfectly fit the hollow spaces there.

so then, look. there were some people who catalyzed, and then there were some who nurtured it. sometimes overwatering can lead to root rot and the leaves can droop, yes. but the nurturers are just as important. cold hard logic applies only if there was a vision and a heart to still achieve it. so then, maybe it's unfair to keep comparing if you were just.. simply different. there's nothing wrong with that.

there is no base requirement to exist.

look at the oak tree. was it only change that inspired this solid plant to grow? was it only the tough environments that allowed it to thrive? it had moments of sunshine, rain, and bees pollinating for it to sprout. it needed help, so help it received. it was open to it, to be in the right place at the right time. later, it grew.

the eternal complexities of life. you're learning to get things done. you're learning to still go through the motions even if you have to drag yourself up every morning to wash your face. you're learning to look at documents and papers even if a part of your brain is numb and you have to reread the whole entire thing all over again. you learn and learn and learn. going through the motions, repeatedly. every single day.

here, have a cup of black tea. can i tell you something? you are capable of doing the hard things, and you are capable of being soft.

look at me. there's nothing wrong with putting honey in your tea. just like there's nothing wrong putting it without.

so then, when you put honey in your black tea, you can only feel the warmth of it now. you're sure of it now. your mollars still hurt, but it'll be covered soon. you can receive help without having to opt out of the thing.. in moderation.

#spilled ink #spilled thoughts #spilled words #spilled writing #writing warm up #bee speaks #let the ground fallow #and then it will bloom twice as much #lay the seeds there #be present #and so it will bloom #but you are

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astearisms · 1 year ago

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a farewell to summer

#flame trees somehow manage to captivate me every summer #and this summer they were in full bloom #absolutely full with their flowers. it’s always so amazing to see. especially after a hard year #my art #fanart #demon slayer #rengoku kyojuro #kny #kny fanart #kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu rengoku

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crabussy · 8 months ago

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TEN GAZILLION PONY ATTACK!!!!! this is a part 2 of my subtle animation-friendly redesigns!!! I only made changes that could have happened in the show. hair gradients can be seen in cadence, and white markings on sunburst, for example.

feel free to ask me questions about the design choices!! (just mentioning: I love the CMC's actual cutie marks, just wanted to try designing individual ones this time around!) Part 1 with the mane 6!