#poetic experience

[jabberingdragon]

So, this past January, I was down in Florida. For the first time in my life on earth for 26 years, I was able to encounter the ocean.

Her beauty left me absolutely thunderstruck. The first time I stood at the sandy shore, I was agasht of the fine grain of softness the sand was on my feet. I'm used to sand be coarse and harsh, but not here. The sandy beach traced the emerald green shoreline as far as I could see, such a pure ivory white that glowed beneath the sun, yet somehow, was soft on the eyes, unlike snow when it reflects sunlight. I watched the ocean roll, observed the absolute vastness of it, I listened to it, took in the smell of the air. Yankee candle has tried to capture the smell of ocean air in the past, but it pales in comparison to the real thing. Aromatic, pleasantly salty, with a note of sweet. Someone may call me crazy, but I swear the fragrance was a pleasant savory aroma, not one that induces hunger, but melts away your worries. Just by taking a deep breath, you can tell the air is alive. A candle company can never replicate the air itself, for they miss one key ingredient: Life. the first time, I allowed the sultry waves to overwash my bare feet, it connected me to a special kind of energy that surged over me and took me to a state of mind I've never felt before, at least, not to this degree. I remember feeling my eyes begin to swell and tears fighting to drip over my widened eyes as the waves crashed like thunder and rolled gently over my feet. I could never imagine how beautiful my first time was, and I am glad to have experienced it.

As the week went by, I encountered some lovely creatures, chatted with some friendly locals, and even met an internet friend who was just as lovely as they always are when we converse.

May I add, I adore how cheeky pelicans are. They're hilarious looking, and surprisingly large in person, but this particular fella I photographed was pretty used to people, of course did a light hiss and polite beak-snap if he felt you were too close, and to my surprise, he was quite intelligent. He definitely impressed me when he was using his long beak to point us to the food dispenser machine to feed him, but sadly, it was broken. He may not have gotten his free lunch, but he did win my heart. Nothing like the hardcore Canada Geese encounter, who will definitely not hesitate to shank me in the deepest darkest alleyways if I so much as look at them funny. Don't worry, I still love my foul fowls.

As for the cat? This lovely lady is Atticus, and she's a beloved Pier Cat that frequents the restaurant I happened to be by. She was stunning, and extremely friendly!

Now swimming in the ocean? I didn't get to do until near the end, as the riptide was rough during the week. The surf was a touch rough, but I didn't mind. I gotta admit, it was definitely intimidating. The ocean is absolutely nothing like the great lakes. There's a power to it that makes the ocean terrifyingly beautiful. What really left me speechless was the absolute vastness. No matter how far you look out into the sea underwater, you're staring down towards an infinite space that holds so many secrets that man has yet to even discover, let alone fathom. It's terrifying, but humbling. It made me realize how small my problems are....and understand and appreciate my roots as a multicellular organism, thinking about how far I have come to be into the existence I live in now VS my long since dead single-celled, archiac ancestors that lived in the primordial sea billions of years prior to me. In a way, it makes me proud of how far I've come in life, and reminds me of how little my problems are, because there is greater, more magnificent things out there that are worth my time and energy to ponder and engage with.

As much as I regret never experiencing the ocean at a young age, I am glad I did now as a fledged adult, because I wouldn't be able to string together words to perfectly illustrate to you my first hand experience, and how it made me feel.

#ocean waves #ocean #first time #ocean first time #beautiful birds #ocean birds #pier cat #poetic #poetic experience #ocean pictures #beautiful ocean #ocean sunset #sunset #dragon's jabber #caw! caw! *puff!*

[milocelium]

while I've been opening up more, allowing myself to be vulnerable and rejecting shame, I still find it extremely difficult, if not impossible, as a chubby trans man, to imagine someone loving me. The lack of media and artistic representation of trans men being loved is not insignificant to this. I cannot name a single book, movie, tv show, song, or other form of media (except visual art such as paintings) that explicitly depicts a trans man experiencing love. If there is clearly a lack of romantic sentiment towards trans men, why should I think I would be privy to such experiences? Why would I look at myself, someone who I am trying so hard not to hate, and think another person could look at me and see someone worth their heart?

#trans experience #not sure if this counts as poetry but im tagging as such #poetic #poetry #trans man #transgender #trans art #lgbtqia #queer #lgbt #gay #and lets not even get into trans GAY love. nonexistent is the word im looking for.

[violent138]

Real fights are messy and I'm sure biting, scratching, scrambling away on your ass are all on the table and encouraged, but sparring matches in the Batcave between the Bats are probably sick as fuck when they try (aka the siblings are not bent on just beating the shit out of each other), because they're using a meld of techniques from about a hundred different martial arts, tapping into their unique strengths, and a near inhuman reading of each other (both from years of working together and experience) and an insane reflex time.

#Sorry not sorry I will always wax poetic about how fucking cool it would be to see these guys' hard earned combat experience in action #Like even if you just watch two different martial arts like jiu-jitsu and shaolin Kung fu fighters try to figure each other out and adapt #It's amazing (depending on technique and experience level) #Will share more specific and eloquent thoughts if and when I ever have them again #Batman #Batfamily #Dc comics #Batcave #Batcave shenanigans #dcu

[srvyxhi]

You will never be able to experience everything. So, please, do poetical justice to your soul and simply experience yourself.

― Albert Camus

#poetical #poet #writers #poetry #quotes #life quotes #relax #book quotes #dark academia #dark academic aesthetic #literature #experience #life #albert camus #soul #justice #dark academia vibes #dark academia aesthetic

[pencap]

Precious

The puppy is no longer young but he is still small and fits in the crook of my arm like a sleeping babe all sleep-warm and honey-slow blinking up at me with wide black eyes.

I hold his tiny face in my cupped careful palms press a kiss into the wisp-light fur at the nape of his neck and tell him like a vow: You are so good and so precious and so beloved.

And a soft, gentle thing in the cavern of my chest slowly rises to reply heartbeat-quiet: We are. We are. We are.

- by sylvie (j.p.)

#spilled ink #poets on tumblr #poems on tumblr #writeblr #writers on tumblr #poetics #precious #had a minor spiritual experience while hugging my dog #and telling him how much i love him #so y'all get this now #i have more things in my drafts #i just have to actually remember to go back to them and eventually post them

[kikikoijo]

Queer media really just always be like ✨HANDS✨

She Makes My Heart Flutter (2022) | The Eighth Sense (2023) | The Eighth Sense (2023) | My School President (2022) | Fragrance of the First Flower (2021) | GAP The Series (2022) | A Time Called You (2023) | Moonlight Chicken (2023) | My School President (2022) | Dangerous Romance (2023)

Gif creds: @damnthosewords @tomystars @forcebook @firstkhao @gabrielokun @weiwuxian @liveasbutterflies @mantrisanu @bevioletskies @liyazaki

Part 2/? (Part 1)

#yeah sure sex is cool and all #but have you ever lightly brushed the hand of your beloved in passing like you’re the main character in some Victorian romance novel??? #poetic cinema #it’s all about the hands folks #my oh so favorite trope of the queer cinematic experience #she makes my heart flutter #the eighth sense #my school president #fragrance of the first flower #gap the series #a time called you #moonlight chicken #dangerous romance #wlw media #mlm media #bl drama #gl drama #queer cinema #you guys can have a little homoerotic gif set…as a treat #sapphic #pride #my post #lgbtq ships #it’s about reaching out into the void even when you’re so so afraid and feeling someone reach back #and that’s what love is really all about isn’t it?

[avephelis]

things i think about a lot also include how chip is the one out of albatrio with a no-kill rule. out of the honourable god-chosen paladin and the respected ex-navy ferin and the fucking bastard pirate it's the latter that refuses to take a life. there's something unexpectedly poignant about that.

#it makes sense because of the morals arlin imparted on chip and his trauma from reuben and his general tendency to project his experiences #onto other people to apply empathy #but there's just something like. beautifully poetically ironic about it. at his core he's just very full of heart and very human. #jrwi #jrwi chip #also those theories and what-ifs where chip ends up taking a life because he forgot about that core memory in the warehouse... #they drive me INSANE i'm crazy about them. i love chip man.

[canisalbus]

Your art of Machete & Vasco is the first touch of morning sunlight on the frozen lake of life, thank you

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#had a brief out of body experience because I know exactly what that scene looks like in real life #it's especially nice if there's a little bit of morning fog #the sunlight gets filtered through it so there's this pastel rose gold haze making everything look soft and out of focus #maybe fallen leaves on the ground with frost on them so they look lacey #thank you! that was very poetic! #I'm glad you like them! #anonymous #answered

[mother-marilynn]

I'm just so lonely. Not just today, but every day.

My bed is filled with stuffed animals gifted to me by friends who I don't talk to anymore. Their solidness and warmth cradle against me in faux affection.

I anxiously double check online communities I'm apart of waiting for a text that will never arrive. Filling my days with people I don't know, looking to clutter the void with lookalike company of people who have long since left.

I tease the earth with my hands, dance the ground and whisper promises to the weeds in my backyard. Yet I flounder and flail at the opportunity to romance myself and others.

I fantasize about a faceless lover when the only person whose ever been in my bed is me.

My room is cluttered with things I love and tend too; so much so that it feels too cold and empty to leave. Anywhere else is simply too cold.

#girlblogger #girlblogging #just girly things #girlhood #hell is a teenage girl #im just a girl #gaslight gatekeep girlblog #gaslight gatekeep girlboss #fem #black femininity #devine feminine #female experience #female hysteria #female insanity #female madness #female manipulator #female rage #femcel #femcore #feminine urge #light feminine #the feminine urge #poetry #spilled poetry #prose #words words words #poetic #spilled ink #poem #journal

[just-wont-shut-up]

on a more positive note.

if you think you're aromantic and/or asexual because you don't think you have ever felt romantic and/or sexual attraction to other people, you are most likely asexual/aromantic.

i used to think i was aroace, because i struggle with sex and i struggle with romantic feelings. until i met my current boyfriend. the romantic attraction i feel for him is so overwhelming i can barely contain myself, not to mention the sexual attraction.

it's not something you do out of convenience, or for comfort, or anything like that. it takes over you, these deep feelings for a person, so much you can barely recognize yourself anymore.

you only know if you feel it once you've felt it, so, if you're not sure if you've felt it before, or if anyone is trying to convince you that you have felt it (because that used to happen to me a lot when i came out as aroace), you most likely have not felt it before.

i still consider myself to be aroace, because demisexuality and demiromanticism (which would describe me better) fall under the aroace umbrella and it's a term i like and have gotten used to.

so. for my fellow aros and aces out there, don't let people bully you into thinking you're in the wrong and you are actually not aro or ace. people used to tell me "oh but no one actually wants to have sex with anyone, that's just normal" or "people just date people they like, they don't feel romantic attraction", and that's bullshit.

romantic and sexual attraction are two feelings that take over you and if you're not sure if you have felt them before, then you most likely haven't.

#not really taking a poetic note here #just wanted to share my experience with the aro/ace youth that needs to hear this #aromantic #asexual #demiromantic #demisexual #queer #lgbt

[seaweedoverlord]

The Monk and the Monkey

''What are you?'' The monk asks the animal- no, the creature before him. It stands on its hind legs without any trouble nor struggle. It does not hunch, it does not move. He watches it warily, and his eyes struggle to maintain eye contact, and not to stare at the way he has been carried away from. Where the carcass of the enormous tiger that stands fallen, in a pool of blood and the heavy smell of the metallic blood that he no longer can see or smell. 

But to get distracted in the human’s case, would be a mistake if not the being was quite happy yet best not to risk it. 

One second, it stares and the next, it stands before him with a bright grin and a tilted head. He startles, dropping his staff as it opens its dangerous jaw to answer his question.

''I am many things,'' It starts speaking, and the Monk thinks it can see the silhouette of a monster behind, watching, in smokes and another thing, another thing that smiles, amused while the human starts to sweat, his palms getting colder and colder.

‘’A wicked demon,’’ It states, grinning with a mouth far too wide, and a grin far too sharp, while the monk gulps with tense shoulders.

‘’A celestial being,’’ It states, as it smiles with gratitude, and a smile full of joy, and the monk relaxes, without being aware, for its genuine smile resembles that of a child a bit too much, tricking him into a false sense of security. 

A false sense of security it is,

For a shark may be content, but it still has a mouth full of sharp teeth and a hunger for blood when you cut open your heart and lay it bare. 

‘’But moreover, I am human.’’ It says, shrugging and standing back while the monk stares. He continues to stare as it stares up at him, with its tail lazily swaying behind it. He is well aware that he should probably try to find a way to leave, instead of interacting with it, but he blurts out without thinking before his mind can catch up with him.

‘’H-human? Y-you don’t look human!’’ He exclaims, and rightfully so as well, for the being standing before him is a tad bit too hairy, with hands instead of feet and of course, not to mention, the tail it has! 

‘’...’’ It stares at him in silence, and it looks up and down while he nervously shuffles. 

‘’Your close minded view, as much as it amazes me, is also disappointing.’’ It finally states after an awkward amount of silence and the monk can only drape his bamboo hat over his face, halfway to avoid eye contact since it unnerves him and says nothing to refute its claims more so because he is too meek to argue with a creature who can topple over a demon four times its size.

‘’Tell me what is a god, and what is a demon?’’ It asks, and the monk has no answer which seems to frustrate the creature before him as it invades his personal space once again, forcing him to stare right into its bloody eyes with the moon in them.

The monk stutters as it sighs, snapping its fingers and the human sees magic come to life before his eyes.

‘’A god represents the ‘kind’ side of humanity, while a demon represents the ‘foul’,’’ It says with a crescent smile but a condescending tone, and the monk steps back as his eyes jump back and forth between the mirrored version of the creature.

‘’Here’s a riddle for you,’’ It doesn't look at him as it becomes one, but he thinks it might see inside him anyway.

‘’If I am both, then what am I?’’ 

The silence scratches on, as tiny crickets pass, and the forest quiets down as if to listen to his answer. 

It's a lot of pressure, he thinks when he sees it watching him like a hawk, like the rest of the world that holds its breath.

The human thinks as he lowers his head and thinks. He eventually comes to an answer as opens his mouth as the being before him stares at him nonchalantly, yet with a slightly wagging tail, clearly full of expectations about his answer.

‘’A monkey?’’

The monk, obviously, plays it safe for he feels like this is a trap.

The monkey’s nose scrunches up, and his eyes squint. 

‘’Hmph,’’ It- He almost sneers at the human. His eyebrow twitch, irritated, and his tail thumps the ground once, twice and stops still. The monk, for a second, thinks he almost might see a pout.

‘’Typical mortals.’’

He says with distaste and the Monk, Tang Sanzang,can only stare at the tiny murder monkey and think: 

What are the chances that if I beg, he’ll leave me alone?’

But the monk can only weep for it will be a long fourteen years.

#sanzang after witnessing a 124cm monkey maul a tiger #wukong be like ''haha you have fallen right into my poetic trap'' #i would love to hear what people thought these words meant in their reblogs #i have been thinking some stuff and i decided to turn them into a comic #but you can tell i really wanted to abandon it #esp in the 3rd panel #trying to shade all of it was a mistake #but i was experimenting so #im gonna try to find an easier way to draw comics #ALSO I DISLIKE THE MONK'S DESIGN #IM GONNA RE DO IT #eventually #jttw #journey to the west #sun wukong #wukong #monkey king #jttw fanart #my art #illustration #art #tearex art #comic #xiyouji #tang sanzang #sanzang #tripataka

[eggshellokay]

singlehandedly the only thing that convinced me of byler endgame

#byler #like of course the film bros are trying to be poetic and special #of course theyd show two variations of the queer experience to make their story more complicated #im no longer a doubter #1k

[saraminia]

I just think that he + a piano (reprise)

#idk this was in my drafts #i just love him #and his hands #and the way he masters his instrument #the way playing the piano seems to come so naturally and instinctually to him #it looks easy like breathing to him #it's such a natural way for him to express himself #my man is a musician™ with the soul of a musician #and talent and skill to match #i truly believe at the piano is his happy place #i just... i'm feeling very sappy about him today #i have so much i want to say #but i'll just say that he's beautiful and charming and so generous with his kindness #at least that's my experience #now enough of waxing poetic about him #'less sap more sex' it says it right there in my blog description #so i'll end this by saying #i still want to hit that more than anything #noah reid #riikka posts

[donniesexceptionalmind]

Today, I did a thing: For the first time in six months, I tried my once favourite same food that was inedible for me.

I said, "I have to try it again."

Mikey got my "favourite" brand of joghurt for me a few days ago from the store. I didn't dare to touch it & every time I opened the fridge, it smiled at me.

"I know you want to, Donatello."

It's a plant-based vanilla joghurt. The best there is according to my autistic brain.

I took a deep breath, took the joghurt out of the fridge & opened it.

The same smell, the same look, the same texture.

I acquired my favourite spoon from a drawer & stirred around in it.

"Will I be able to eat it?"

I did want to. That's why it is here, in our kitchen.

I swallowed my fear & put a tiny amount of joghurt in my mouth.

The vanilla flavour exploded in my brain, a pleasant surprise, since the taste & texture of joghurt had left me gagging & crying months ago. The pure scent of it had scared & disgusted me.

And now my brain vibrated happily, yet it was still concerned about it.

With reason.

What if it turns out to have a sudden icky texture or flavour? What if I'll get sick?

I tasted every part that made up the flavour.

The vanilla. The soy. The sugar.

"I knew you'd love me again."

The first impression made me feel like a hero.

I was confronted with a decision. Will I try to add things to it? Just like I used to do it?

My brain hissed at the thought of it.

'No, I can't.'

So I ate an apple & some nuts & a tiny amount of joghurt all separated from each other in a row: first the nuts, then the apple, then the joghurt. In that exact other, any deviance is forbidden.

And in this moment, all by myself in our kitchen, I happily jumped up & down, crying tears of relief.

I feel like I've made a big accomplishment.

TINY SMILING FACE EMOJI.

#I am feeling very poetic today #donnies exceptional mind #turtle net #rottmnt #autistic spectrum #arfid struggles #tw arfid #food sensitivities #autistic experiences #autism awareness #sensory issues #autistic donatello #rottmnt autistic donnie #rise autistic donnie

[softiedingo]

PEDRO PASCAL and ETHAN HAWKE as SILVA and JAKE, STRANGE WAY OF LIFE (2023) ⎢⤿❝Your eyes met mine; and they made it whole, Without touching your body; I hugged your soul.❞

#jose pedro balmaceda pascal #ethan hawke #pedro pascal #pedropascal #pedrohub #ppascaledit #pedropascaledit #strange way of life #extraña forma de vida #it's all about the eyes guys #eyes can tell a whole story #the inherent beauty of exchanging glances with the person you are in love #this must be amazing #and im like #i would give anything to be able to experience this #can't believe i'm waxing poetic about two hot western gay dudes #what am i doin with my life #my gifs #dingogifs #softiedingo

[charmac]

Bit of a (late) long-ass personal post, but this past year has been insanely monumental for me and a lot of it, if not almost all of it, was centered around this silly comedy show.

Starting the year adopting the most perfect cat in the world purely because he looked like Agent Jack Bauer, I've ended up meeting amazing people and making great friendships, both online and in person, I met Glenn and Charlie and MEE and Meg (and Humphrey) and Danny?? got my first tattoo, bought way too much whiskey, and I've just really, genuinely enjoyed my time posting on Tumblr, making shit, and writing fic more than I have in half a decade. It's stupid, and sappy, and probably pretty parasocial, but I owe so many of my best experiences this past year not only to the show, but to joining this community. Because I wouldn't have experienced much of any of this if I hadn't jumped the casual fan on r/IASIP ship and washed up ashore here. And being here has improved my life and my mental health in ways I can't even begin to properly express.

So here's a photo dump of what I have to dub "A Very Sunny 2023":

To everyone here, thank you for being a part of my 2023. I'm not sure what 2024 has in store, but I'm happy I'll be here, creating and experiencing whatever it is, through and beyond.

#personal #sunny 2023 #sunnyblr #sorry to be really annoying but yk #this is my blog and i like to use it to document things #and this is the best format for this kinda thing :) so excuse me #this has been a crazy year when i look at it all #i had a shortlist of photos for this post and it ended up 72 photos #lmfao like damn.. gotta be selective STILL #the expansion of my sunny wall is like poetic you see #again im sorry i think thisi s probably peak absolute insanity to most ppl who follow me #but so much shit happened i wouldnt have dreamed of #like crazy insane wow i still cant believe this was all real #glenn flipping me off remains my favourite thing to have captured #i love that stupid video it makes me go crazyyyy #but yes obviously top moment goes to charlie calling me out in the audience about the tattoo. then finding out he told mee about it #again thank you. like. i straight up owe all of this to sunnyblr existing #if it didnt i would just. not have been this deep and able to meet people and experience all of this