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sylvia plath
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fourth year running of my kaneda shotaro costume I havent even added a single patch to the jacket since I first made it even tho every year I say I'm going to. #lazynation
#why fix what's not broke... shrugs#AND i have red climbing trousers so i can wear most of it on the walls tn.... just not the gloves i suppose but ill take them anyway#for group photos. i do have red/black shoes i got for sport climbing too but i havent broken them in so prolly wont wear them#excited for ittt. and i still have uses on a punchcard for this gym even tho i havent been for months so its basically free entry#which is great bc ive spent soooo much money the last week and now w new glasses too... 💀 my pocket has a hole burned thru it fr#not mad into halloween but i do like wearing this costume bc i get to talk abt akira to everyone who asks whether they recognise it or not#the hyperfixation trapdoor opening up...... rubs hands together devilishly etc#since im cycling there too i should ask someone to take a pic of me pretending to do the bike slide sjkdfh#ive barely climbed in the last 2 weeks what w my period etc so prolly gonna find it rly tough but ill take it easy#anyway not leaving for another 2 hours..... i should actually start mouthwashing >:)#.diaries
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back after too long ! my laptop is fucked so i have logged in on jam's :^0 reading some great books atm and having quite a lovely time over all, saw my mum yesterday and went to my fav restaurant in bristol (by far the fanciest restaurant i've been to but not actually fancy) which was sooooooooo nice and i paid , then we went to a comedy gig for someone my mum follows and then back to said lovely restaurant for pudding + a cocktail each, then a good 45 min walk home which was nice. good to talk. i am bad at meaningful conversations with anyone other than esme but i am getting better. even my mum thinks i should get therapy :^S but good to hear hers is going well... sigh sigh sigh . good day at work today i truly get on with so many of my coworkers so well and feels like we are properly friends.. lunch w k and a and n which was a great vibe and then the 4 of us + t went to the pub after work which was also great vibes although i neeeeeeeeed to learn to have a filter.... i am such an interminable show off/gossip/general sad desperate 14yo ... but i shall get there i suppose. talking w mum so much last night about how i need to be kinder w myself and recognise how huge an accomplish my being almost-normal actually is comp. to how i was when i left home etc.... i am so high functioning and i am allowed to be proud of myself for that.... work itself was also really good actually, far too much mucking around but still got a lot done and my work is so rewarding ... following up something w a couple i support recently and the wife shouting to me on the phone w her husband about how they managed to get out and go swimming the other day for the first time in living memory she was so excited to tell me.... makes me well up a bit actually... i love people. damn i was so miserableihatemyselfwhycantihaveafilterandbenormal selfharmurge like 10 mins ago and now i am full of joie de vivre again .. what 1 guinness on an empty stomach does to a girl .. jam is currently making me nachos for dinner
#i love to ramble ! and saves so much space in my diary and cramp in my hand to type it...#alia#i am soooooooo fond of a i admire him like a child i really really want him to adopt me as his little sister#we were talking abt black holes at lunch and he said something about them not being a concept or something#and i came back w well ur not a concept bc no one thinks abt u so ur not conceptualised or something#and n said i had such little sister energy for that#and later when i was coming back to my desk after a meeting a stopped me and told me i was like a black hole bc i was infinitely dense#which he then got such a nod from n for like they def workshopped that#and i feel like we are basically adopted siblings already is my point#waaaaaaa i am so full of energy#maybe i am an extrovert#need to go for work drinks more i love everyone#i just hope i dont make everyone hate me !!!!!!!!
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I feel as if I were a star blissfully unaware of its own demise, but that expansion becomes a blackhole, and the cycle continues.
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I'm currently in the process of publishing a fanfic that is basically a conglomeration of almost every piece of media that has ever influenced me. One of the most prevalent examples is music; I hyperfixate on exactly three bands and occasionally a couple of others. Two of those bands I've literally loved since I was a kid.
Anyway, that's all just to say I noticed a pattern where my characters in the story match up with the vibes of some specific albums that I love from those artists.
Mario aligns closest with Black Holes and Revelations. Every single song on this is a banger, though I'll say that about every one of these probably 😭 I can't explain the degree of nostalgia surrounding me every step of this story. These are songs I have known during my most impressionable years. I remember hearing Starlight live for the first time and how it changed my life. I have associated Starlight specifically with Super Mario Galaxy all this time—I mean, come on. All the space imagery is perfect. And so it only felt right to name the fic with some of the lyrics. "I'll never let you go, if you promise not to fade away..."
This album has songs like Supermassive Black Hole and Map of the Problematique. They are usually intense and with an undertone of sadness and fear. Muse is known to use language implying relationship struggles as metaphors for larger issues, and also the other way around. It's kind of amazing how they draw so many lines stringing the personal and the political together. There are some more morose pieces like Soldier's Poem and Hoodoo that have extraordinary pain behind them. I could go on all day about how every single lyric matches up with some part of Mario's journey in my story, but that would take both an essay and contain spoilers 😆
Luma aligns with Strangeland. I didn't hear about Keane until my first year of college, but this band somehow landed firmly in my heart. I already have tickets to see them on their upcoming tour 🤩 Keane's style is much more mellow, with a piano lead instead of guitar, which sets them apart as a rock band. The contrast between the intensity of Mario's feelings and the calm of Luma’s experience is best exemplified by these albums, I think. The covers even seem to parallel each other, with an orange horizon colliding with the blue sky, and coincidence is one of the themes of the story ✨️
Strangeland is full of songs that contain hard-earned wisdom, like Day Will Come and In Your Own Time. There is an excitement and deep appreciation for lived experience, as well as encouragement such as in You Are Young. There are also some songs about the hardships of relationships that are inevitable with time passing, like Disconnected. But largely, the tone of this album is upbeat. A carefree and thrilled approach to life might be labeled as childish, but it might actually be the wisest approach of all. Luma is excited to travel and see everything, and not necessarily out of naivety.
#I'll add more as the plot points become more relevant#chapter 2 is up 👀👀👀#Muse#Keane#Black Holes and Revelations#Strangeland#can you tell my taste in music is british mid 2000s rock#also have an album for each of the other main characters#probably do Luigi and Rosalina next hehe#have to wait until chapter 3 or 4 though#anyway all of this is like super extremely self indulgent#just wanted to get some of this written down and out of my head#the albums are good though#beyond my hyperfixating bias haha#anyway thanks for paying attention#my writing#diary of drones
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i have so many ideas for things i want to accomplish and concepts i think will work to aid me in doing these things. i’ll be so confident and ready and then suddenly one thing in my brain will trip me up and now i’m having an existential crisis and wondering why and how i’m still alive. humaning is weird.
#mental illness#bipolar diaries#life is hard#i really am trying#my wife is probably annoyed with me#i’m definitely not crying#my wife is honestly super sweet#i miss being a child#young adulting is hard#young husband#black tumblr#still standing#rabbit hole#i have to do better#humaning should be a word#i’m going to keep making tags#i’m so exhausted#i have to work tomorrow#i’m going to be okay
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Diary Dump #2: August 14th, 2022
The dampness inside,
A quiescent abyss.
Teeth screeching - the dust
Stinging, burning within.
Its hot, sticky limbs
Wrapped around skin.
A brief death of the mind,
The slumber of the soul.
SUMMER
#poetry#original poem#poems on tumblr#poems and poetry#short poem#summer#hot weather#diary dump#dumping bits of my diary in the black hole that is the internet#words upon words on top of other words
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01.03.2025
Since reviewing my old material to write a previous post, I have felt maybe it is time to tell the rest of the story. With both kids home it’s hard to sit down and write. It’s hard to sit down and think. Last night, I made buttercream. I frosted cookies. I promptly ate three of them and then gave the rest away. Which was a mistake, because now I desperately want more. I’ve noticed since reading…
#abuse#addicts#auntie#black hole#childhood#diary#domestic abuse#drug addict#drug violence#drugs#innocence#loss#nostalgia#poem#poetry#ptsd#trigger warning#violence#wormhole#writing#writing for resilience
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i love my egg steamer....
#i love eggs....#food#food journal#food diary#it feels so strange to just....not be in the depressive pit anymore...#doesn't matter how many times my depression dips- i always feel so strange afterwards...like it wasn't real or like it didnt even happen#makes u feel a little crazy#because i still kept on working and doing things and living my life thru it all...but it just felt terrible in every inbetween second...#and now i'm out of that pit and i'm still continuing to work and do things and live my life but i feel fine about it all...content even#5000 invisible bricks on my chest lifted#black hole in my ribcage minimized...
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I decided I'm going to use this blog again just to post about shows and books and stuff I'm enjoying. This was kind of a forgotten blog for a long time (I have a much older, still active main blog on a different account I don't want associated with this), but I made a side blog with this account specifically to post about my problematic ships called @burn-this-bloggo. That being said, I've been having a lot of fun making ACTUAL blog posts and dipping my toes into some different kinds of fandom I wouldn't usually post about. However, now I want to write and post about more than my problematic ships lol. So I guess I'll just do that here! Boy, this is going to get confusing... Why do I do this to myself??
Lately I've been on an early 2000s Canadian tween shows kick. Stuff like "Life With Derek," "Black Hole High," and "Dark Oracle." I've also been into some other live action shows like "The Vampire Diaries." If I'm not posting about these shows on @burn-this-bloggo, then I'll be posting about it on here! Because I swear I don't just ship problematic things 😅 This is still a pro-ship friendly blog.
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if it was possible i would get married to sagittarius a* (the black hole)
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There's so much I don't talk about because I relegate it to being the business, chiefly, of the unincarnated selves... and yeah I do generally like to check with them anyway because talking about things is talking about both our businesses, plural. I won't get deep into it, but...
I'm really, really familiar with myself as a pink haze of psychosis inducing madness. And by that I mean (lull) would use me to fuck with people. I was used to poison people effectively. I've been used to create false realities, drive people fucking insane. I've had my own mind pried open like a lobster being cracked and displayed on its own exoskeleton so that others can be forced through me. I both know what they saw and don't know, I don't want to talk about it, I guess I half do want to talk about it because I'm talking
It's not an abstract fear I have of being dangerous. I was used as a slide show projector of trauma situations to filter through. So many things have happened I don't even remember, and you know, what I remember is already bad enough.
Talking as Dei, because that's who I am: on both sides of the selves I was used as power and control and a bunch of other things
I stand now feeling what I felt before: myself. I can't explain to an audience unless they already get it what it's like to come up against the energy and person who you've watched get effectively injected into people... You know when you smell a scent that was around when you went through trauma? Energy is like that. That's what I have to feel when I come up against myself because myself was there when people were making noises worse than screaming and as I was hooked into them watching what they saw because I was the experience itself.
The idea of being the dream is a messed up one, honestly, but it never had to be messed up. It still doesn't have to be.
#Ugh. On all fronts of unincarnated selves I've had to watch as I hurt and killed and other wild fucked up shit and either I couldn't stop it#at the time but wanted to or I learned later. because i am old and the concept of morality let alone teachings of it haven't existed foreve#Uh. yeah. and then I got stuck with the recontextualised memories. But either way... I don't sit here putting huge barriers between selves#for fun. But also does that matter now... What matters is I'm staring at the brain of ANVD as my brain now and this is the projector#This is the slide show machine. This is the thing that removes people from reality. This is the revelatory angel of god.#And by that I mean it with the most weight I can muster. I don't deal with surface level revelations#Reality itself is information. You can remove people from reality with the key words of existence. You can reshape them.#You can change their DNA permanently. The messengers know the language reality itself is written in and they speak it#Revelation... When you're deep information as we all are being exposed to deep information will warp you literally#I've created black holes in people's minds. I've been used as venom - venom as a thousand words of deep information - to#disintegrate targeted parts of people's minds#But we persist. We choose to dance instead of thinking about it because ultimately all unincarnated selves are united by purpose#In that we all follow the lines set out for us by Brahman and we continue forward. We have shit to do#~abyssal murmurs#astral diary //#Gonna fuck around and find out w ANVD.
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“black holes” should have a cooler name — something that exudes more power and mystery… just a thought
#am i just a buzzkill or is it genuinely an underwhelming term for such a fascinating phenomenon#taking suggestions#astronomy#black hole#txt#dear diary
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beat lvl 4 kaycees mod inscryption AND high dragun enter the gungeon today im on a roll
#stupidly didnt pick up the obsidian casing before i entered the void tho argh#but thats ok i can do it again.... i cheesed the fight tho cuz i had black hole gun lol#im so tiredddd ahhhh..#gonna shower and then maybe draw..#.diaries
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anyway Im just thankful that ive gone from "thinking their name accidentally is a blasphemous transgression" to. i mean. i would say something about how Leviathan & Storm Mom and I can literally just talk shit out like hey did you mean this in a bad way? No? ok. or talk about how we can poke and prod each other. or about how i finally feel like im not a burden despite all my issues having just left a fucking cult. but like the progression can be symbolically summarised in Leviathan being like "yeah you can call me Lev online you've earned that" last night
#going from being told that these people hate my guts and thinking about their (fake) name is wrong#to finally meeting them and working to form a relationship with them to the point that we're working together daily - Storm Mom to a#lesser degree but she will always be in the bg - and like. my work with them and my relationship to them is recognised in this way#sorry. names and language are important to me lmfao. also im australian so nicknames are.....#anyway. Lev isn't just shortening his name its a reference to some Cosmic Law stuff IE its a reworking of that name of his to like#ah. anyway. personal stuff. its basically calling to his root energy and himself beyond any mask and form he comes to me in and#recognising the Black Hole within AND IT IS ALSO A CASUAL NICKNAME so to go from fearing these peoples' opinions of me#to finding out no they dont hate me. to finding my feet again post-cult. to working for the first time in years on forming relationships#w people that arent my ex...... to making this blog...... to being told ''yeah i mean you deserve to be able to call me that publicly#and if anyone says shit about it well what do they know. youve worked to form a relationship with me thats mutual and#mutually beneficial enough to publicly. on your Priest Roleplay Blog. call me that'' like. cool. thanks. cries#but also doesnt cry bc like yeah i feel.................... weirdly stable#~abyssal murmurs#diary //
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Turrets on Velöxis
My mother walked in on me and Deception in bed. She searched my desk to make sure I didn’t have a knife for Deception to kill her with. The knife was on the floor. Deception began shouting at my mother while holding me. I grabbed the knife and stabbed him in the stomach while he was still holding me. His words began to distort as he started to die. He slit my throat and my words distorted too.…
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#black hole#death#dream#dream diary#dream journal#fighting#knives#prison#prison planet#sci-fi#science fiction#swords
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