Tag: creativity

Murder she courts

The primal rises and in a bid to mate the master, / swaggers their jabber cocky, sauntering / towards the court or unseen courts. / The queen watched bemused / a coy smile stretched across her face. / a wicked grin indeed she had hatched to begin. / And aloud she diascrived; Bring that poet

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PART 3 of the skullcrusher mountaineering

15 December 2018, 5:11 am. I’m still not done with the skullcrusher mountain song by Jonathon Coulter. Mountains are fucking massive, I live along the great dividing range. I guess that’s why I’m a ranger or scout. The OG Pink Power Ranger, a might morphing animorph. Or a xenomorph. I am Xena the warrior princess, or more

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Rainbow makes beautiful her joydrops.

13 December 2018. 4:11 am, and this day would be the day of my father’s 70th birthday. It also marks the 3rd day for my skeletor to  rise from the dead. (Fingers crossed, mothing fucking no idea wtf will happen?) But you know what is really bothering me? I’m so anxious not because I fear the

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It’s already night, so I will sing the stars

10th December 2018, time now is 9:28 pm. I’ve spent today doing a bunch of stuff, and like always, I make lists of things to do and then do not follow them at all. But I am a pedant of habits. For the uninitiated or unfamiliar in my ways, allow me to elucidate: I write 1

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Come on, square pusher. I need you.

Look look look. Yeah I’m in a state of total and utter hypomania. Green Day sings to be woken up when September ends, well fuck, as September was ending I was being forced to go back to sleep by the rhythm of the war drums. The Harley Quinn in me retired after her thoat was

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Emptiness is nothing you can share

It’s 5:30 in the morning. Everyone is asleep, so quiescent. You aimlessly walk around the cold, silent house. You feel so tragically empty, yet so emotionally exhausted from… from what? You don’t even know. Your thoughts are of everything and thus of nothing. You know what you feel but to be able to express them,

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