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Sunrise banishes
Overwhelming shades of night
Morning star resists

A content warning is a literary device. Specifically it is a form of foreshadowing. To add a content warning is to change the story the way adding or removing any other information changes the story.

In this sense, preference for content warnings is a preference for a *way* of storytelling. Content warnings mark out a genre of writing.

Vine climbs to the sky
"Behold my works, mine alone!"
The trellis applauds

Market collapse
Fate matching my managed funds
Defenestration

Got called "Naomi" today and... somehow... that's a first. In retrospect it's so obvious, how did it take so long?

The joy of others
Knits my soul and makes me whole.
Yet I hide away

9 year old, complaining l: it was the worst. I could literally die

Me, scars on the inside: sweet child you haven't begun to know the fathomless depths of suicidal ideation

9 year old, laughing: you're weird, Uncle

Me, heart bursting: I love you too, little one

The universe speaks
Mystic finger shows the way
Give the finger back

Holiday in-laws
Taking space, pressing buttons
Get me a gift: out

This holiday season, keep Allah in your "Fal lah lah"

Nougatocity was a made up word that Snickers used for marketing like 15 years ago. The definition was something like "accomplishing something so perfect you'll never be able to repeat it"

Soft jazz riffs repeat
Break minutes down to meter
On hold, keeping time

Very Short Story

It wasn't cold, in fact it was quite warm, but Sally wore the coat. It was too large and left red marks under her arms, but she wore it always. The coat was faded and stained, and anyways it was very unfashionable. It was a man's beat up old coat that Sally clung tight around herself.

They'd met cute over ice cream where he took her breath away and not long later she took his name. The years in their house were peaceful, wonderful, and magical before the fire. Sally and the coat were the only survivors and though it smelled of smoke... on the bad days, when she needed it most, if she focused hard enough, it still smelled faintly of him.

You Must Kill Yourself To Become Who You Will Be

It has always seemed to me that I cannot change my habits without falling back into my old ways. Especially with the year coming to an end, I'm thinking about going to a gym again.

Over time, I've found the only way I can change what I do is to change who I am. And I am a person who...
- comes home from work and changes into comfy clothes
- thinks working out is inferior to doing specific work
- feels like he doesn't have spare time
- gets a little ragey while working out

None of these aspects of who I am are compatible with a person who goes to the gym regularly. The only way I could develop such a habit is by being a different person. To be a different person, who I am now must cease to be. I must kill myself to become who I will be.

If I were going to be a gym going person, I'd need to think about myself differently (no longer consider myself lazy), I'd need to think about things differently (will this meal make me feel bad during my workout), learn new ways of speaking (gym jargon), and have new priorities.

All of this amounts to a whole different person, connected to who I am today only by shared history. Which is why I say you need to kill yourself to become who you will be.

Sterile tasting air
Busy hush of waiting rooms
Waiting for new life

Unfurl unfolding
Secret truths written inside
Reveal who you are

Dappled light on moss
At once hiding and showing
Tantalizing me

nomi boosted

"waiter, what is the soup of the day?"

Cold gazpacho? Oh yeah!
Wet gazpacho? Aww hell no!

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Shrimp and avocado sushi roll? (Crowd goes wild)
Wet shrimp and avocado?? (Crickets)

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