#and sees poetry in the world

[blood-orange-juice]

(one of those too-long posts I might delete later)

What fascinates me about Childe is how he's an embodiment of Nietzsche's Amor fati, 'love for one's fate'.

Seeing everything that happens in one's life, including suffering and loss, as good or, at the very least, necessary. Accepting the world as some kind of perfect poetry. Celebrating the chaos of what is.

(Nietzsche considered it to be "the formula for greatness in a human being")

...and, just as it was easy to twist Nietzschean ideas into Nazi propaganda (despite him being strongly against everything Nazis ever stood for), it was easy to turn our precious boy to something just as sick.

I'm almost sure Mihoyo writers *know* the concept and nazi references are intentional.

His Golden House speech is pure perfection in term of references, really.

(a link to a great discussion about links between amor fati and fascism)

#his story is also such a wonderful (and likely unintended) commentary on the modern notion of 'living your dream life' #and 'taking responsibility' #he invented his calling #and followed it #and got good at it #and he's good at everything he does #and believes in himself #and sees poetry in the world #and practices radical acceptance #and he does take responsibility for his life #authorship of his own story #all those things positive psychology tells us to do #this is as badass as it gets #the result? #the result is war crimes #but maybe it will all work out in the end #it must #right? #it's ironic in a way #a normal *human* reaction to some things is grief and despair #and being broken #and needing help from others #being a champ about certain things might lead you to breaking geneva conventions #although in teyvat those are more of geneva suggestions anyway #childe #tartaglia #genshin impact #fatui

[chappelroans]

missing someone bad for you

trista mateer / trista mateer / sue zhao / u.k / u.k / clementine von radics / trista mateer

#web weaving #webweaving #on loneliness #on grief #on missing someone #on love #quotes #poetry #text #i miss them so bad it aches! i want to cry in their lap again! i want to tell them about everything! i want the world to stop ending! #i was treated like a dog. i left on my own but i still miss the doghouse in the backyard #it wasn’t much but it was something. i should’ve taken what little i could get. i didn’t know that i would leave and get nothing instead #the decision to eat nothing instead of the scraps on the floor is insane. and now i’ve got nobody and we’ll never talk again #there’s a person with half of my soul walking around and i can’t do shit about it #i forget them for a moment but then i see them in my instagram notifs and i blow up the world

[artharakka]

Beautiful, But Broken

#bg3 #tiefling #tw blood #c: Viivi #so I redid my bg3 character because I wasn't feeling durge that much. So now my sibling does durge and I regular tav Viivi #(changed her to tiefling for funs) #at least I meant to do regular tav but uhhhhh things have gone very unfortunately very fast #anyway. Viivi is an artist; she does painting sculpting poetry and some prose. Experimenting with this and that #unfortunately she is deaf which made making connections a bit hard in the fine arts world #fortunately she has a patreon with one very generous patron (she's fey warlock)✨ who has bestowed some gifts of charms for her #which have opened doors of many art galleries #She's not a fighter so although she is confident in her own lane she is also very aware of her mortality #so she avoided any fights she could #which might have saved her but also got her into the mess of her lifetime #you see she couldn't fight the entire goblin camp and their leaders. She would've just not survived that. So she convinced them #that she is a True Soul. She is good at convincing people. It worked. They thought she is on their side. Good #Halsin also though Viivi was on their side. Halsin attacked Viivi's party. Now Halsin is dead. #So Viivi and her group were still alone deep within enemy fort. Viivi made new plans. She frees the prisoner who says he will warn the grov #Good thinks Viivi now they know to flee. I will go to Minthara and tell we got the information from prisoner of the grove location #she will trust us and we walk off #when we get back to grove they have not fled and Minthara is at the gates #Minthara wants Viivi to sound the horn. Zevlor wants Viivi to sound the horn. Viivi asks Zevlor to please tell this plan in detail. #Zevlor says just blow the horn already. Viivi does that. Minthara thanks Viivi for leaving the gate open as planned #Zevlor does not thank Viivi for that. Viivi is confused as she did not leave the gate open. (for real the damn gate was left open) #So I did a Massacre. #now Karlach is gone Wyll is dead. Lae'zel is also dead #but apparently Minthara is ready to be very loving and sincere with Viivi. The most helpful person she has met in very long time. #Viivi might love her #so that is how she's doing.

[f-arelos]

soulmates (derogatory)

wuthering heights - emily brontë / bones and all (2022) / from eden - hozier / daisy jones & the six - taylor jenkins reid / daisy jones & the six (2023) / @ruhlare / cowboy like me - taylor swift / the perfect pair - beabadoobee / one hundred love sonnets: XVII - pablo neruda (tr. mark eisner) / where's my love? - syml / 10 things i hate about you (1999) / people like me, people like you - bane's world / jackie and wilson - hozier / hiroshima mon amour (1959)

#ignoore the djats brainrot i still see them in everything #web weaving #emily bronte #wuthering heights #bones and all #daisy jones and the six #djats #daisybilly #hozier #taylor swift #10 things i hate about you #beabadoobee #bane's world #poetry #pablo neruda #hiroshima mon amour #marguerite duras

[meaningfall]

———

C. A. Singh • The world is still here (I know because I can see it)

3-6-24

#my poetry #writerscreed #writerblrcafe #poeticstories #inkstay #poetryportal #the world is still here #I know because I can see it #c a Singh #poetry #poetry community

[oatbugs]

Jack Marsh (2005), Friendship Otherwise - Toward a Levinasian Description of Personal Friendship

#saw carnation lily lily rose by john singer seargent irl today. it was basically at my doorstep all along idk why i never went to see it #it was placed at a corner in the gallery. me and my friend sat down and sketched the paintings of beautiful naked people quite badly. paper #provided by tate britain. she told me about how she couldnt look her boyfriend in the face after a harrowing film about war. when i say the #interview was informal i mean the person who was supposed to be my boss told me let me get you a cider and then he said after #50 years of life he knows people are inherently good and it only takes a little bit of kindness to save this world. he said he tricked #his wife into keeping the baby and then he said he quit his job at a US bank to help people find meaning and in it #he would have liked to find meaning. instead he started climbing with his friends. he said he chews his cigarettes because its a habit from #when he had to hide things from people. the entire time i felt uncomfortable and incredibly enlightened. this is my friends mentor. she has #his pattern of pauses and expletive and penchant for ends-justify-means attitude. i do think im not very clever #but maybe one day i will love you enough to make up for it. i wrote code i dont understand staring at the final error i thought about how #we both thought of how when we're too old to remember the voices of our friends we would like to stand in the pathway of the LHC beam pipe #cut it open and eat light in the freezing cold vacuum (kills you long before radiation will) the invisible puncture wound unfolding dna #back to the start larger than you ever were. you go to heaven once youve been to hell. my friend is in my bed #practicing calculations of eigenvectors by hand and she is uninterested in a visual proof you are uninterested in incompetence #we catch a train this is your kind of burden you tragic hero wincing at that word you only do this because you have to. im the only one #who can. i am a coward in this for the fucking poetry. the visual proofs. the pretty numbers. an architect who was horrible at maths wanted #to be a philosopher and accidentally ended up neck in deep in 70th Error On Visual Studio Code i want to kiss your eyes before we say #goodbye we both know there is no love in the way there should be. I still have your dress in my wardrobe. i hope you make art. #you think im alright head-wise i think you fucking hate me i think ill never be so clever you want me to tell you my idea? #if you wanted more of this world i would have liked to kiss you harder. we cant both be like this. im sorry i cant be with you the whole wa #the love is gone if you have to ask it. his breath catches his eyes feel stiff it is -1.9 kelvin he is near the beam pipe i miss holding #his hand i miss her singing voice i miss his hair and i found the antonym of pain thank you for carrying me home.

[stuckinapril]

i love anthologies. anthologies are so sexy

#in an alternate world where im an english lit major the norton anthology of english lit is my bible #it's by no means an exhaustive overview but i really love how everything is in its neat timeline #and you get a general vibe for how literature was back then as opposed to just going in blind. u see how everything influences everything #a major (maybe a bit irrational?) fear i have is i come out of a book w superficial understanding #and while that has contributed to unfortunate reading slumps i do also like this trait of me #where i am actually focused on giving a book/period of time the respect it deserves vs just reading it flippantly #i like doing my silly little pre-read of a period of time/author before jumping into it #i don't do pre-reads for everything but there are books where i find it necessary to prime my brain for absorbing them #and anthologies are good for that #and they're also a good resource for investigating authors whose vibe sits right w u. #or for knowing the general quaintessential authors of a certain genre of lit #i also love poetry anthologies #the commentary comparing/contrasting certain authors is also rly interesting to me . ok i'll shut up now #p

[angstydiaz]

sorry but cynical and/or skeptic person x person who makes them believe will always go SO FUCKING HARD

#GODDDDDDDDDDD like come into my life and fundamentally change how i see the world. #OR ALTERNATIVLY I WILL BELIEVE FOR YOU- #otps #romance #trope #literature #art #dark academia #romanticism #poetry #love #romantic academia #media #tv #tropes #yellowjackets #fanfiction #ao3

[corpsentry]

here i give u poem or wtv

#me when after seeing san jose taiko and falling asleep on the minivan on the way home instead of sleeping i write poem #all poems are love poems. this one is love poem to old car and my friends and my mom #love u car and friends and mom #good stuff. think people are very excellent #i had an insane morning yesterday u see like super surreal singapore government advertisement type morning #so i felt all funky even tho i was like heehee! cock and balls #but then we went to see san jose and friends!!!! all around!!!!! people giving me headpats holding my hand etc #and i was like. world not all bad #world soft and warm sometimes. forgiven #this is how we keep going right. one foot in front of the other. wretchedly wretchedly #with love #anyway #poetry #poem #words #my writing #my stuff

[hozieresque]

Good morning, I woke up and chose religious trauma

#poem #on religion #on god #on religious trauma #poetry #the hard thing is seeing friends dive deeper into religion while you yourself have been running from it for years #i guess there's a comfort to it as well #if there is a god i will burn but at least i have lived #i hope there isn't one #i'd hate to think the world's suffering was on purpose #anyway this is the post in which you learn that Im an ex muslim #not from a super conservative environment though so I wont be killed for saying religion sucks ass #dark academia #academia

[achilles-healing]

{ two-headed calf, laura gilpin }

#i don’t know why but seeing their similarity made me cry #i wish van gogh could’ve seen this #vincent van gogh #space #jupiter #nasa #telescope #poetry #two headed calf #the world is small and big and full of life

[araneitela]

Me staring at test results: It makes so much sense for her, but if I don't specify or elaborate, then we end up with the fanon take. Ugh, how do I easily explain that if you look at the word 'sex' through a much more old-fashioned lens instead of the modern one, that you'll get a vastly different picture of it?

/takes angycat.png typing to my tags

#[ ooc. ] don't try to make it logical or edit your soul according to the fashion. rather; follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly. #[ post-it. ] in a way; you are poetry material. you are full of cloudy subtleties I am willing to spend a lifetime figuring out. #[ i'm so tired. i need to write a post on this or something. and somehow add it to my pinned. in some way. ] #[ 'sex' and 'seduction' are /not/ wrong in my opinion. HOWEVER-- they are /very wrong/ if we go by modern labels and perception. ] #[ god the horror of writing a muse that is so interlaced in a modern world; setting and culture but seems to /ooze/ something archaic. ] #[ this level of refinement isn't of our times in my opinion. these things that she loves aren't commonly loved nowadays. ] #[ there's so much about her that is old-fashioned to me and it's so in my face. and yet fanon doesn't see it. ] #[ i can't believe i'm an old millennial who's screaming boomer or older things. ] #[ but like can we acknowledge that sex in today's age isn't the same as it used to be? not /always/ but more generally so. ] #[ can we acknowledge that /seduction/ didn't always mean what people see it to mean now? ] #[ can we acknowledge that the FEMME FETALE TROPE HAS CHANGED /LEAGUES/ since the 2000s? ] #[ which is my biggest beef actually. and maybe all of my frustration plays into this most. it's that the femme fatale now is sexualized. ] #[ while that is /not/ what the femme fatale used to be. kafka plays into the old school femme fatale so well. film noir days. ] #[ i had this same struggle on yelan where they make VERY OBVIOUS draws to it by her music in her trailer. god; the jazz. ] #[ but kafka suffers from this so very much as well to a point where i don't dare to call her a femme fatale because then it's fanon. ] #[ the fanon i hate so much. ] #[ but just uuuughhhh. UGHHH. it's so much to explain. ]

[raedas]

so here’s the thing. two truths: everything in the world is poetry and everything in the world is energy. there are two kinds of energy. potential and kinetic. written poetry is kinetic, energy put in motion, always going forward. active, activated, actionable. everything else becomes potential energy, potential poetry. always waiting to be made into art. making it art in and of itself.

#DOES ANYONE UNDERSTAND ME. does anyone understand #everything ever in the world is a poem but there’s a difference between the poem your kitchen is #and a poem you write about your kitchen #continuing this thought. if a tree falls when no one is around does it make a sound #if something exists and no one is around. is it still poetry. #or does it become poetry when we see/hear/sense it. because of the meaning we attach to it #anyways. sorry for being insane about poetry in my defense it is all consuming. to me. once you start seeing the world as a poem #you will not be able to stop. #shamsisms

[antique-symbolism]

(11.28.23)

Living in a dying body,

Stranded on a dying world,

What shall the dying do?

Grind our bleach-white coral bones,

Drown in rising water, our limbs too weak to tread?

How about this instead?

On New Year's Eve, my father, a doctor of the weather said: 

"I believe in the resilience of our atmosphere."

And thus began my year,

With a body set for ambush storms, and unprepared to take my cover,

Hopeful, kicking at the knees that wouldn't last the summer.

But if Dad can see the damning data and give us yet our chance, 

Then I will face the fates that are written in my scans,

Feed the sturgeon lunch at the museum,

Bend slowly to the waterline and whisper this to them:

"I believe in our resilience, too."

#whether it's conservation or medicine I am interested primarily in resilience #prevention is great. love to prevent things. #but we are living on a world that already has a lot of scars. a lot of us are living in bodies that already have injuries and diseases #there are some disasters that are out of anyone's control right now (like the onset of autoimmune disorders) #and there are some disasters that are out of the hands of most people who care about preventing them (like climate change) #and so what i really need to know is: #what can we do when our bodies are already hurting? what can we do for environments that have already experienced destruction? #I don't know but all I know is that we can't do nothing #and I hope that I won't be the only one trying #i hope i live to see old age. i hope i live to see the cure for arthritis. i hope i live to see the coral reefs restored. #i can't do it all myself. but i have to do something. #my writing #my poetry

[potato-lord-but-not]

I noticed her eyes once for the first time: they were green, and blue, and brown. They were the colors of the earth. And that revelation has stuck in my brain and I have many feelings about it.

#wait I wrote a little something about it I’ll put it here #because I CAN and NO ONE can stop me ty #Looking into her eyes I see a little earth: greens blues and browns. To see the world held in the iris of your lover must mean something. #Something I can’t write down because I don’t know how. #To see the world through her eyes makes me see the world as I see her: beautiful. Worthy of love. #To treat her with kindness is to treat the world with kindness. She is the earth and all it’s love. #She is everything to me. #ok that’s all thanks for reading #traditional art #artists on tumblr #art poetry #short poem #pink #pink aesthetic #sapphic #sapphic art #wlw #nblw #bi4bi #starry eyed

[byronstan]

playing connect the dots with birds in the sky

#personal #birds #sky #i’ve been reminiscing on old days socials. days when you could just post things and everyone was cool with it #not in a right-wing ‘they’re censoring us grumble grumble cancel culture’ but more of a ‘these are places designed to jot your thoughts’ #i was never someone that posted bc i was a minor with paranoid parents #idk. the things i saw at least emphasized finding beauty and meaning in the mundane. and i’ve lost touch with that. #i want to reconnect with that so i’m taking pictures of the world again and writing poetry again and gazing out of windows again #so fuck it. birds in the sky. #the first one is mine and i see a teapot the second one is my partner’s and they see a man pointing