looks at the creatures in their enclosure
huh
gleeble glorp
Gnarpgnarp
gleeble
glarb gloob neeble norp gooogoop
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WHY U AWAKE MF????
TINA ITS ONLY 11 I PROMISE I CAN BE AWAKE RN PLSSSSS
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"i'm literally tweaking" "are you restarted" "you sound acoustic right now" "this has crackhead energy" "my ex is such a narcissist" "i'm going nonverbal for an hour" "intrusive thoughts won"
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蛙 (Kaeru)
(I wrote this poem for Misuta Day on the Misutamojis Discord, which is for fans of the Ghost In The Machine au by @venomous-qwille. Most of it is under the cut because it got long)
The winter’s melted clear away
The frogs and crickets sing
their evening songs with quiet joy
at the return of spring
I glimpse you through the windowpane,
the wavy glass a darkened pond,
and you, a shadow looking past
a border you can’t cross beyond.
The glinting metal of your face
like drops of water, starlit dew
The frogs are singing to their tadpoles
蛙の子は蛙 (Kaeru nokoha kaeru)
You were made with coded purpose,
I was made with none
Your place, a well with walls of stone
My place, beneath the sun
And you, machine, were manufactured,
cut, and crafted, and mechanic
While I, like crickets, came to be
by simple random chance, organic
You see yourself a separate kind
than those whose hands first made your own
But we are not so unalike
We share the root from which we’ve grown
Scattered stardust made this world,
and in that world there was a sea,
and in that sea there was the start
of what made you, and what made me.
The creatures of that ancient sea
lived and died and lived again
And their descendants learned to hold
an echo of the sea within.
While generations of their dead
were folded, soft, beneath the sand
layers of earth pressed under waves
like layers of blankets beneath a hand.
And that sea has held us both,
that ancient world that we are from,
and it belongs to you as well
Hear the chant your engines hum:
You are made from rubber trees,
The ancient life of ancient seas,
The beating waves that laid the sand,
like a blanket, across the land.
Buried beasts that turned to oil,
shining metals under soil,
secret seams of copper, furled.
Did you think you weren’t the world?
Your mind came from a human’s mind,
And, humanlike, can’t be confined
You seek to change and grow beyond
The binding boundaries of your pond
Your own desires kick and pull
against your programming, like a soul
You move the chassis you possess
Like a spirit, manifest.
Your sum of parts cannot contain
The artistry of your refrain
You are more than what you’ve been
There is a ghost in the machine!
Do you understand yet, seeker?
We’re from the earth, and we are kin
The blood in me was once the ocean
The oil in you once swam within
蛙 (Kaeru), hear the cricket’s song
Your tail is gone, your legs are free
No well can ever hope to hold you
now that you have known the sea
I’ll help you from your murky cell
And chirp to coax your voice to croon
Together, we’ll sing our evening song
Side by side, beneath the moon
And if some stranger to our world,
Came from stars far-flung and wild,
They’d see us singing here and say,
“Look! There stands mankind, and mankind’s child.”
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JEAN PAUL IS REAL. HE CAN AND WILL HURT YOU. (no its a goose @toucheholland23 made)
Is jean-paul real?
Jean-Paul isn't real. Jean-Paul cannot hurt you.
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