#wistfulness

[bal0neymalon3y]

'wistful' is a great word. it catches a feeling that's a little bit peaceful, a little bit happy, and a little bit sad. it's like nostalgia, but for what could be or what could've been, rather than what was. it means your heart is dreaming.

˖°.𓆩♡𓆪 .°˖˖°.𓆩♡𓆪 .°˖˖°.𓆩♡𓆪 .°˖

asset creds: Obsidian Dawn, STUDIOAAA, jackflash, v.kul

[urbanadventureleague]

September Sentiments as Autumn Arrives

For people like me who generally appreciate summer, there’s a moment somewhere around my birthday (August 7th) where one wonders “Where did the summer go?” This is because it seems like there are fewer summer days ahead than behind, even though technically it’s not true. I even said this to myself around then, and quickly answered myself with “Well, you were in the UK for nearly a month.” Even…

[ufoandmermaid]

[stardust-in-my-mind-blog]

dialogue of birds

a few days ago I was nibbled by a determined swan

I watched a red winged black bird attack the same day

not me, luckily

last night I watched as thirteen ravens

flew over my head to lurk for the night

in a tree just beyond my yard

my friend, the cardinal, visits and sings to me

my warden, a blue jay, bright corvid

appears in the juniper when my confusion aches

today there was an owl outside my window

watching me and the morning with wise eyes

I wonder what it all means

I asked you in the silence but

as usual you did not answer

just gave me a feeling, a knowing

that I can neither translate nor accept

the empress doesn't chase or follow

she draws and receives and tells me

this is the archetype I am meant to embody

the fates have tied my hands behind my back

in cords of thorns and red thread

and roses of yellow and the pink dawn

the shadow of those ravens

the white bloom of thirteen irises

the songs the universe plays to me

to keep me in a state of patience and temperance

I know how to keep one foot on warm earth

one ankle in the cool current of flowing water

do you know how long my heart has been inflamed?

sometimes I fear what would happen

if our eyes met in a dark room

would you see everything?

I always thought others could see through

everything elusive like I always did

illusions don't register in my pysche

unless I blind myself into delusion

but still I touch each and every synchronicity

give it to the subtle flames of my soul

she'll sew them together until I see

the golden connection of my universal designer

I take a small step each day

draw a character or write a poem

scribe a message from angels

I touch the barrier with curiosity

it is warm under my fingertips

vibrating in magenta frequency

under my palm

I'm nearly there and it excites me

but I'm still here which frustrates me

I wonder how I'll feel when this

chronic foreshadowing leads to my destiny

I wonder how I'll feel when I know

and even trust my inner truth

[atlxolotl]

[tia-arte]

[rumcakesandmushrooms]

If only there could be an invention that bottled up a memory, like scent. And it never faded, and it never got stale. And then, when one wanted it, the bottle could be uncorked, and it would be like living the moment all over again.

Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca

[ukdamo]

These Beautiful Days Have Been My Ruin

Orhan Veli Kanik

These beautiful days have been my ruin, In this kind of weather I resigned From my job in the Foundation’s office In this kind of weather I got addicted to tobacco In this kind of weather I fell in love I forgot to bring home bread and salt In this kind of day My addiction to poetry Surged in this kind of weather These beautiful days have been my ruin.

[shiningdesignersreflections]

Nikki: Sweet Dream

Designer's Reflection: Sweet Dream

Obtained: Memory Stairway

Rarity: SR

Attribute: Pink/Sweet

Awakened Suit: Childhood Sweet Dreams

Story - transcripts from Designer's Reflection

Chapter 1 - Sweet Dream

Chapter 2 - Town Adventure

Chapter 3 - Heartwarming Memories

Story - summarized

Nikki is sound asleep when her dad comes to wake her up. She's confused at first, but she springs out of bed once he announces a fun trip for the two of them. After breakfast, they set off in the car through the small town.

The bustling, concrete city change to a serene, forested landscape. Nikki gazes at the scenery as they drive by. Finally, her dad pulls over, and she hurries to look at the trees, the sky, the plants, the animals, everything she can spot.

Her dad takes out a camera and snaps a photo of her candid smile. They spend the next couple hours taking pictures, some with Nikki as the model. Soon, she asks to learn to use a camera. She's impressed by her dad's work and wants to be as good as him.

Except it takes her a while to learn how the shutter works. And she can't keep the camera still. But her dad is still proud of her. He tells her to "discover beauty with your heart" rather than go for just pretty images.

Right as she is getting the hang of it, Nikki wakes up. It was all a memory of her childhood, but it still brings a smile to her face.

Connections

-This memory takes place after Yoyo gets Nikki the stuffed lamb in Dream-Weaving Lamb.

-After hearing her dad's advice, Nikki goes to try again with the camera, spotting a girl nearby. That girl is revealed to be Pada (also spelled Pata), who is one of Nikki's friends from the second game in the series, Hello Nikki.

-The first time in the game we see Nikki's dad as a photographer, he's snapping a birthday photo in her Reflection for First Snow.

Fun Facts

-When announcing the Forest Daisies suit, I mixed up the activities that the mom and the dad did with Nikki. I knew that one involved the mom, but I'd said that one was the photo trip. Whoops.

-Nikki describes an omelette breakfast with ketchup in her dream, but the ketchup color palette is for the recolor, not the original suit.

-Both of Nikki's parents work with photography: Dad takes photos, and Mom works on a magazine.

[aashafull]

Moonlight Ballad

This poem was inspired by a special moment for a special friend.  It must have been towards the end of summer, and we were on different continents. He texts me that he is gazing out his window and onto the bustling street late into the evening. He is looking into the void of the sky while listening to music. His wandering mind then fixates on a window of the hotel across the street- he notices lights, dance, and love.  I have done my best to capture his raw emotions and expression into this poem. Enjoy <3

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Let me tell you about that fleeting moment

when I felt an emotion

that I cannot describe.

LIGHT.

drowsy and switched on by that little flutter in your heart,

the shine glides across the space

till it has molded the world

around it into warmth.

DISTANCE.

far enough to be another world, yet just close enough to be real.

the warmth is out of reach now

but we’ll get there someday, soon, but

the metres between turn my sight blue.

BODIES.

his hands twirling her and her hands guiding him,

their movements spell out words and raw beauty.

so while the world falls deaf to my ears and

their shadows dance with them-

I hear echoes of laughter, clinking glass and…love.

HAPPINESS.

I feel it all at once, yet the words escape my mind before I can

make a sound to spit them out, I don’t understand

what this feeling is.

It’s a wish to see that happiness reflect in my life,

a wish to not fear the future.

So I, a boy with the world at my fingertips and

a cloud over my heart,

describe that fleeting moment

in an attempt to understand it.

#forkiwi

[a-ninja-magpie]

WHAT IF I could just Eternal Sunshine Christopher Nolan and All His Works completely out of my consciousness/field of awareness forever and all time? What then?

[a-passing-storm]

hELLO I just watched Star Trek: The Motion Picture for the first time (of the movies, I’ve only watched 2, 3, 4, and the Reboot) and Oh My God Robot Sentience Always Gets Me!!

[piscesvices]

I close my eyes and romanticize

the years spent in pointless gloom

I ride a wave of remembrance

a sort of sentimentality

wistfulness in full bloom

[becoming-who-ive-always-been]

We would have... if he had known...

He'd've known if I had told him...

If he'd understood and accepted it, then we would have...

...and this is just one part of mine...

[artistsonthelam]

In case you missed it, I published a new blog post! “Dusting Off the Suitcase”. (I’m currently traveling for the 1st time in over 4 years, making this the longest I’ve gone my entire life without it!) I also dusted off my blog's classic tag "you can't spell 'home' without 'emo.'"

[fredhugesfan]

2023-03-09

When I made that post earlier today, I started getting nostalgic for other stuff in my life and wishing I could relive them. I know at the end of the day, I really can't go back in time and relive my life. But I really wish that I could. There are times when I wish I could wake up and my life would be different.