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[stim-burrow]

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Airy (HFJONE) Stimboard for the love of my life hehe <3 🌱

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[luminae-system]

(Never did make an Intro Post. Placeholder!)

Luminae System! 🌟

[Pt: Luminae System! 🌟]

Quoigenic System of 3!

Collective name is Luminae or Lumina, They/Them (theirself or selves is fine) for collective pronouns. Feel free to call us Lumi affectionately if we are mutuals. We are bisexual and nonbinary collectively.

Bodily: 19 years old, latine 🇲🇽, afab perisex, birthday is June 22nd :3

Interaction is highly encouraged! Even a single like to our posts makes our day, reblogs are amazing, and golly we'd love asks.

Headmates:

Danny✨️ - Main fronter, frontstuck host

Daena 🌑 - Reformed persecutor, Local edgelord (/aff)

Aelius 🐈‍⬛ - Protector/Caretaker (Getting the milk /j, unavailable at the moment)

For term nerds like us:

Specutien / Proxy system

Monoconcious

Suspected P-DID? Heavy on the "not sure"

Dni under the cut bc long, tldr: Exclus, r@dqueer, transmed, sysmed, right-wing, anti good faith "contradictory" labels, pr0ship/c0mship, t3rf, sw3rf, r4dfem, discourse only blogs and NSFW blogs (interact through other blogs please), anti alterhuman, proshitrael, racist, ableist, bigots in general.

DNI is a long list, we block very freely, but here are the highlights.

Sysmeds, Anti-endogenic systems. We are very pro endogenic!

Anti parogenic/willogenic/tulpamancy/Created systems (we support both terminologies, we feel like it's s not really our place to intervene as a very latine system!)

Blogs that are fully and only for syscourse. (Feel free to interact through other blogs, just don't reblog our stuff in there please). Or any blog that is only for any discourse, really

Believe "Demo systems" are a thing

Fakeclaimer of systems, or anything really.

R@dqueers + Tr@nsid/tr@nsx (Arissomei, biid, and Chronosians welcome!)

Pro/complex contact harmful paras (we are pro-recovery, dont feel afraid if you have something like p-ocd! But if you are encouraging those sorts of things and/or celebrating them, please don't interact.)

On that topic, anti kink/sex work (whatever consenting adults do behind closed doors is none of your business)

Tr@nsmeds, T3rfs, sw3rfs, r4dfems, think nonbinary isn't real/valid, are weird about multigender people and their sexualities, etc. It's all transphobia

Think trans men & transmascs don't deserve their own word for their discrimination / anti transandrophobia

Anti Mspec mono (Bi lesbians/gays for example), anti he/him lesbians and she/her gays, anti lesboys and turigirls, etc. Basically anti good-faith "contradictory" identities that "make us look like a joke" (nice bootlicking, very clean. They surely will pick you)

Think lesbian is "nonman loving nonman" and viceversa (excludes multigender people, exorsexist)

Aro/Ace exclusionists. Yes, an Ace heteroromantic cisgender perisexual man is still lgbtq, and is not "invading our spaces"

Anti xenogender/neogenders, anti mogai, anti neopronouns, anti microlabels in general.

Being weird about nonbinary people in general, aka exorsexism.

Use amab and afab as a new binary to fit nonbianry people into

Intersexist, weird about the sexualities and genders of intersex people, weird about transfem afabs and transmasc amabs

PR0SHIP/C0MSHIP, C0NSANG, "Fiction doesn't affect reality in any way" (We have a more nuanced opinion than just "never depict anything bad, everything sanitized!" Hyper-antiship, but we are definitely not pr0ship. Ew.)

Proud and non/anti-recovering (N0)-M4Ps, Z00s, N3cros

Nsfw/kink blogs (nothing wrong! Just uhhhh, this is a sfw blog, and we'd like to keep it that way. Feel free to interact through another blog!)

Sexualizes age regression / pet regression or is anti these two (it's a coping thing)

Anti otherkin, otherhearted, otherlink, copinglink, alterhuman in general. (Host is cathearted/copinglink! @alterhuman-shenanigans )

Anti casual kin or "kin for fun". We understand the dilution of the term is a real problem, but please correct people and give alternatives, or just block and move on. Don't harrass people!

Think suibaiting and harrasment is okay under any circumstances. Even the most "evil" people don't deserve harassment. Block and report and move on.

Ableist of any kind. This blog is run by a very tired neurodivergent and undiagnosed physically disabled system.

That includes anti (informed and reasearched) self diagnosis. Yes, even for physical stuff, though that requires a ton more research and acceptance that you may be wrong (please seek professional help if you can, though that is a privilege, we know.)

Demonizes Cluster B personality disorders, weird about personality disorders in general, think Narc abuse is real (abuse is not an inevitable Evil Disorder thing)

Uses the R-slur (ableist af!), uses autistic as an insult, or uses "is it acoustic?" as a joke

Uses slurs that you cannot reclaim

Anti reclamation of terms used against us (Dy, Tr, Fa, etc.), think Queer is a slur, think Butch and Femme are Lesbian Only (careful with that t3rf koolaid)

Anti-ACAB, Anti-BLM, Pro-Shitrael, "Neutral" on the Palestinian Genocide, Right wing in general, "both sides are equally bad" ultra centralist bs (just say you are right-wing and/or accept that staying silent is still supporting abusers)

Antisemitic, think all Jewish people are Zionists and harrass them. (we are antishitrael, read above point)

Antichoice ("pr0life", but as soon as the kid is born don't care about providing support to the kid and their parent(s).)

Any kind of policing bodily autonomy.

Racists

Etc. Will update as needed

[obscureoldscotspoems]

Reply to J. & R. Thomson by Robert Gillespie

Hail brither rhymers, sire and son, I've read your lines, o' real hamespun, And here I'll try, as weels I can                An answerin' verse, If I can get, but richt begun,                 A rhymin' converse.

But feth, this metre trys me sair, Tae mak' it ring, I maist despair, The rhymin couplet I prefer,                Tae gar it clink, Wi' it, I'll even this declare,               I'm nae sma' drink.

But dinna think I blaw my horn That fault I'll aey eschew, wi' scorn It's juist - ma lines, I maun adorn                Wi' pithy sayin's Tae bolster up my Muse, - forlorn                    In wits abeyance.

An' though it's taen me lang tae write I'll tell nae lie, be't black or white I've focht, an' wrastled, till to-night                  Tae get her roused She's like the Quakers - dour and tight                    Lest spirit moved

But hark, and tent ye, what she says, Be't critic keen, or honest praise, Upon yon sheaf o' hamely lays,                      Ye sent by Eunice, But hope na, for Apollonian bays,                      Tae crown thy genius.

Na chaps - we three are but sma' fry, Or fledglins barely fit tae fly. Abune the heicht o' nowt and kye                      'n poetic flight But damn, its aey worthwhile tae try                     Tae greater micht

We may na climb the braes o' fame Or set the lite'ry world aflame But gifted are we, juist the same                 Abune the lave Who couldna clink, or e'en declaim                 A rhymin' stave

The mind imbued wi' conscious art, E'en though its fruits ne'er reach the mart Yet ready, aey tae try a part                    Wi' homely pen It warms the cockles o' my heart                    Tae meet sic men.

God knows their numbers are but few The world's ga'en a' tae hell, askew Noo sport, is maist the only cue                  Tae conversation While drink, and crime o' every hue                  Debase the nation

Hard words, ye'll say, but still too true Auld Scotland's seeck - wad she could spue And cleanse hersel', tae start anew                    Whaur Knox left aff Tae sweep this Godless age from view                     Like windblawn chaff.

Then wi' her nationhood reborn Her ancient glories would return And Parliament again sojourn                In Edinburgh toon. Wi' poets, sounding by the dozen                Her high renown

That theme, at present, I'll forswear And frae a' politics forbear But for "Home Rule" I staun four square               As ye'll hae guessed And noo, for some mair personal fare               Before I rest.

Some day soon, I'll seek the pleasure If Mammon's needs can spare the leisure Tae crack aboot oor rhymin' treasure                    Fu' snug thegither And then oor gifts, and fau'ts we'd measure                   Wi' ane anither.

Meanwhile - a’ deveatins, o'er And ere my haverin's turn soor I meant tae compliment your po'er               In stingin' rhyme In that, ye baith possess a dower               Surpassin' mine.

"The Elder", - symbol aey o' cant Fit subject, for poetic rant The liar, - cynic - sycophant              Ye limn him weel But here, and there, there's aey the s'ant              Tae cheat the De'il.

Your "Auld Wives Clash" rings true tae life Ye dinna spare the guttin' knife In layin' bare, the vicious strife                 Vile tongues can spread God knows - its incidence is rife                 Beyond remead.

Your strictures on "The Lassies" too I will admit, are maistly true But man - my pique can ne'er subdue                    My admiration I love them a', wi' honour due                   And meet devotion

Trancending all His works in Nature In beauty, grace, and form of feature God's dearest, sweetest, darling creature                         On Earth below Is Woman - sum of all the rapture                       That Man can know

I've praised them lang in mony a line Aye forty years, are nearly ga'en - Since "Carrongrove Lassies" left my pen                     Wi' youthful fire And noo - romantic yet - as then                  They still inspire

Young Robert's verse, is finely turned But 'twean us twa he's better learned Some midnicht oil he must hae burned                    On "Dave's Epistle" I'll wat, ere it was tweeled, and turned                    He had a tussle

Though we are aff "The Kailyaird" breed Or - are we even that indeed In him, I think there is the seed            O' better fruit If wi' the Muse, he gently plead            And press his suite

It's plain tae me, he kens the road If tae the jaud, he plies the goad Tae seek that rare Parnassian lode                 That fires the poet And coort her, deep in wisdom's code                 Till she bestow it

And lastly noo, before I close Don't ever let your ain Muse doze But keep her thrang, aey in the throes                  O new endeavours It's solace, sweet, tae find repose                 Firm in her favours.

Postscript:-

This weary year, o' storm and rain Winds tae it's close, extolled by name The festive season's, here again                For joy and cheer Sae here's tae ye a' - man, wife and wean A Guid New Year

               Robert Gillespie                        Stoneywood     Denny

                                 Dec. 1954

Notes:

As with the poems written by my grandfather Bob Thomson and his father Jimmy Thomson, I had transcribed this poem as-is from a notepad kept by Bob. However, going back and looking at it, it seemed to me that in his own transcription of this poem from some lost original text by Robert Gillespie, Papa Bob had made a few small errors, and I’ve tried to correct these.

For example, the first verse, as written by Bob, goes:

Hail brither rhymers, sire and son, I've read your lines, o' real hamespun, And here I'll try, as weels I can               An’ answerin' verse, I’fe I can get, but richt begun,                A rhymin' commerse.

The line “And here I’ll try... an’ answerin’ verse” doesn’t make sense, so I’ve dropped the apostrophe to make “an”. “I’fe” is probably just “If”. Possibly “commerse” is just a misspelling of “commerce”, but I think “converse” makes more sense.

In verse six, we have the line “Abune the heicht o’ nowt and kye ‘n poetic flight”. “Nowt and kye” seems to be an old Doric stock phrase, meaning simply “cattle”, or more specifically, “cattle kept for fattening and cows kept for milking”.

In verses nine through twelve, politics! Scottish Independence gets support in verse eleven, and mind this was written by an older guy in the 1950s.

In verse fourteen, there’s the word “deveatins”, which I think must be an idiosyncratic spelling of “deviations”.

.“Stoneywood” is the name of a small village near Denny in Stirlingshire, near where Jimmy and Bob Thomson lived. It’s also the pen-name used by published poet George P. Dunbar, author of “A Whiff o’ the Doric” (1922).

On the references to other poems:  “Dave’s Epistle” (really “Epistle tae Davie”), “Auld Wives Clash” and “The Lassies” were recorded in the notepad and are now on this tumblr, but “The Elder”, “Carrongrove Lassies”, and the apparently dual-authored poem that prompted this reply poem, have sadly been lost.