You're gonna carry that weight
Cowboy Bebop | All These Things That I've Done, The Killers | On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous, Ocean Vuong | Mattress Performance (Carry That Weight), Emma Sulkowicz | You're So Cool, Nicole Dollanganger | Every Day I Am Trying New Techniques To Make Myself Disappear, E.E Scott | Papyrus of Ani | Impossible Weight, Deep Sea Diver | The Gang Carries a Corpse Up a Mountain, It's Always Sunny In Philadelphia | an old poem about reflections, Grendel Menz | @jb-blunk | @intactics | The Glass Essay, Anne Carson (thank you @grapecaseschoices )| Henry V, Kenneth Branagh | I, Carrion (Icarian), Hozier | Carrying the Skeleton, Marina Abramović | Atlas, Serhii Hetmanchuk | Dark Knight questline, Final Fantasy XIV
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After Gale confessed his story with Mystra, Ceres was working on a song, hoping it may cheer him up, give him hope for a better future but well... she fell for him while writing it.
The full song:
Beneath the glow of starlight, where spells and secrets weave,
A wizard's heart, entangled in love's sweet reprieve.
Oh, arcane soul, with a love profound and true,
A goddess stumbled, in losing the magic that was you.
Hush now, my conjurer, let the moonlit spells console,
In your spellbound heart, a love that makes you whole.
Though shadows linger, dawn shall break through,
A truer love awaits, a spell meant just for you.
She may hold the realm's sway, yet her heart's laid bare,
A goddess unworthy, releasing what was rare.
In each incantation's hum, in each mystic sign,
She's the poorer deity, as love slips through her divine.
Through the echoes of enchantment, let hope unfurl,
In the scroll of fate, find a better world.
The melody of love will rise anew,
A symphony for your heart, a love pure and true.
Goddess of remorse, in her loss, you'll find,
A love that's arcane, patient, and kind.
So hush now, my conjurer, as the night gives way,
A brighter love awaits, a spell woven for your play.
Hush now, my enchanter, let the moonlit spells console,
In your spellbound heart, a love that makes you whole.
Though shadows linger, dawn shall break through,
A truer love awaits, a spell meant just for you.
In the tapestry of magic, where your brilliance shines,
The world is brighter, in the arc of your signs.
With each incantation, with each wand's ado,
The realm's a better place, because of you.
So let this enchanting melody impart,
In the realms of magic, find a brand-new start.
And if, my dear wizard, you seek a clue,
This song whispers softly, a spell for me and you.
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Mundane things that feel like art to me :
Long fingers playing piano, rough and big hands rubbing on moisturizer gently, nimble yet soft touches on the face, a sweet smile you give to someone and you realize that you are genuinely happy and feel beautiful because of them, someone playfully but carefully tugging on your hair to grab your attention, fast typing of the keyboard while words tumble out of your brain, that huge spark in those eyes of yours when you understood something you've been working on, little scribbles of lyrics and poems, when you put effort into something and work hard for it, the way you pause to look at trees, and kindness and smiles and hugs and soft gentle forehead and cheek kisses.
-Kaali
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I feel like sharing this. I wrote it a while ago based off my burn out :p
Burn Up, Burn Out, Little Star
Lately,
I've been
Thinking and thinking
But reaching no end
Squirrelling away
In that place my thoughts tend
I think that I’m sleepy
I think that I’m beat
A sec to rest
Would be pretty neat
I just want to close my eyes
Indulge in things that don't feel wise
What do I care?
Why should I care?
If things go wrong
There's a creature in my chest
Pacing, pacing, I can't rest
Pacing, pacing, back and forth
I'm scared you'll see it and my worth
The creature's in my brain
Doing its song and dance all over again
I'm here with it
The exit’s there, but I can't fit
The guiding light has not been lit
A single task becomes seven, eight, twenty
My plate has already got plenty
Burn up, burn out, little star
No one should wonder where you are
You're just a blip
Some shoulder’s chip
Your dreams have told you so
Your heart has told you so
By now you should know
You're just a blip
Some shoulder’s chip
That heavy heart
Is just the start
Oh, heavy mind, oh, weighty soul
Go back to hiding in your hole
Deep in your head, you can be just be
Cross the line to fantasy
Your problems don't dwell there
This hell won't follow there
Your mind and spirit turn to air
Now your body's lost its pair
It's all done and dusted, then?
You’ll come back to reality exactly when?
You can't just not exist forever
You know this farce is far from clever
You’ll dopamine yourself to death
Reality will steal your breath
With the punch you're soon to get
Are you feeling sick yet?
The creature’s in my insides
Pacing my lungs, my stomach, mind
It churns my gut to see them try
I can't reach back, oh, ceaseless ‘why's
I waste my time in just a blink
It churns my gut to watch me think
Reality is just a blip
Reality’s my shoulder’s chip
Burn up, burn out, little star
Your supernova travels far
That heavy heart
Is just the start
Your mind and body; worlds apart
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