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therealtsk · 3 months

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Destiny's Lore, and Why It Didn't Need The Witness

So, I know most of you follow me for Worm or DC stuff, so here's an admission of my tragic past: I used to be a big Destiny fan! I know, I know, i'm losing followers by the letter, but in my defense, I dropped out years ago, around Shadowkeep. I briefly checked the game out again during the Witch Queen but never actually finished the campaign since I didn't have any friends to play it with at the time and so I couldn't force myself back into it's goddawful grind. To be clear, I've never played Destiny for the gameplay. I'm one of those weirdos who actually really, really liked the setting's lore and world building. It was one of the most unique things I'd ever seen, this really engaging mix of high fantasy and sci-fi all at once. And you know what? Some of Destiny's lore books are honestly incredible! The writing is emotional, the prose evocative, so many alien perspectives expertly captured. The Books of Sorrow, Thorn, Truth to Power, Book of Unveiling, The Ahamkara gear...goddamn, they're so good. But I got caught up on Destiny lore a little bit ago, and...wow. Bungie did it. They killed the last thing I still loved about Destiny. And they killed it with the Witness.

Let's talk about the Witness for a bit. The Witness has taken the slot of the new Big Bad for the Destiny universe, previously held by The Darkness. Their backstory is that they used to be individuals of a race that was the first to be blessed by The Traveler, Destiny's slated Big Good. This race proceeded to have a golden age that lasted for eons, with them eventually running out of things to do, and thus asked the Traveler to tell them what their purpose is. Obviously, the Traveler didn't answer, and their entire civilization had a collective existential crisis so hard that they decided that if the universe didn't come pre-built with a purpose, they'd just kill everyone and reboot the universe so that it did. To accomplish this, they tracked down the Traveler's never-before mentioned Dark counterpart and all fused into a single being, seen here. And on the topic of the Witness's appearance, I'm sorry, but the visual design here is just...bad. It's just bad. It's almost painfully generic. They have a geometrically rippling long black coat with no defining features, a pale human-ish face, and their brain appears to be leaking other faces in a smokecloud constantly, which i think looked far cooler on paper then it did in a render. Compare this to Savathûn or even Oryx's visual designs and they don't hold a candle. Speaking of comparisons to the Hive Gods, this is where my rant truly begins, so buckle up.

The fact that the Witness has all but replaced the Darkness- newly released lore suggesting every time we thought a character was interacting with the Darkness itself, it was really them talking to this character- that the Darkness is now stated to be completely apathetic and unintelligent, nothing more then a power source to draw upon- not only runs directly counter to some of my favorite lore in the franchise but cheapens every other Darkness-affiliated plot line and character. Not only does the Witness not speak at all like The Darkness has in the past, making the claim of them being one and the same dubious to me, but it also results in all of the Witness' Disciples (their right-hand men) being shoehorned into storylines in ways that feel almost painfully lazy. Case in point: The Lore of the Hive. As mentioned above, The Books of Sorrow is some of my favorite sci-fantasy with fantastic horror elements and incredibly evocative bits of prose. It's a gripping narrative how in the face of utter annihilation, a group of siblings make a desperate bargain with unknowable creatures once kept buried beneath the earth...and how their once noble efforts to save their people from death turns into a bloody conquest across the stars. It's an excellent tale, showing us how the truest test of character is who you are when times are hard- will you let those hard times twist you into a foul shape, or will you endure in spite of them? It establishes the cosmology of Destiny, with the Hive and Worm Gods being established as some of the most powerful and important beings in the story, powerful disciples of The Deep. With the new retcons, Rhulk (a Disciple of the Wintess) shows up, basically tells the Worms to shut up and listen cause he's the real Disciple of the Darkness, not them, and they're going to fall in line now. Because now, instead of the syzygy being a real threat that did devastate the planet the Krill lived on, Bungie's saying that the entire thing was a lie created by the Witness and the Worm Gods. Which takes the aspect of "sometimes bad things just happen but it's up to us to choose how we will let those things change us" that's key to the narrative and completely removes it- which is so backwards from how this all works! Evil lives in all of us, waiting for when we're weak to tempt us into doing what's wrong in the name of survival or pleasure or whatever virtue it disguises itself as- it doesn't stroll up out of nowhere and create a twelve-step-point-plan to ensure that we become evil too! Putting aside that, as I admit it's a subjective criticism based on my own perspective on the nature of morality, I think it greatly cheapens multiple other stories. Now that the Darkness is completely amoral as a force and it's just the Witness who is corruptive, I guess Dredgen Yor, Jana-14 and all of the other guardians we've seen fall were all getting brain blasted by this one dude, instead of their falls being a result of being seduced by power they should have known better then to touch blindly. Now, I can already hear people saying "But what about Stasis!" And yeah, I have Thoughts on Stasis too. I don't entirely dislike it, but I do dislike how it's been executed. Sword Logic works- or worked- by basically asserting yourself above physical reality. "I am the strongest thing alive, and I prove it thus." You defeat a powerful enemy and take their strength for your own. That's something you can work as being doable without inherently corrupting you. After all, it's not considered evil to fight for your own survival or for the protection of others. It just so happens that constantly introducing your brain to the idea that killing other things will make you objectively better then them is bad for you even if those powers weren't sourced from a primordial consciousness that has and will try to influence you for it's own ends.

To use a metaphor, Sword Logic is akin to something like nuclear power- sure, it's got one hell of a kick, but if you let your guard down around it, not only will it fuck you up but it'll contaminate everything around you with the fallout. But now to say that "nope, the darkness is totally fine and not even alive and aware it's just the same thing as the light but different colors and this whole time it's just been this one guy who's been ruining it for everyone else" is so...god, it's so much less interesting. And I think ultimately, that's my problem with the Witness. As a whole, they are just so much less interesting then what we had before! I loved the Books of Sorrow and Unveiling so much because it was such a fascinating display of completely alien thought and genuine nuance. The Darkness doesn't do what it does because of any tired trope of "evil nihilist" or just might makes right, it's a living embodiment of a cosmic philosophy in a war with another, both of them arguing for how all of creation should work. Whether or not the only things in life that matter are the things that live, and that to live is to suffer so ergo only that which cannot break should live, so you must break everything until only the absolute strongest shapes remain- or if it is possible for creativity and diversity and soft things to exist and create a life that is worth living in spite of the inevitable pain we all go through. That is so much more interesting then a bunch of dudes who are ultimately just mad about the fact that there's no easy to find and read manual for our purpose in life! It's such a basic, not to mention human motivation in comparison to what The Darkness had when it was a character in it's own right. And so...yeah.

#Destiny 2 #Destiny 2 spoilers #The Witness #The Worm Gods #The Hive #The Darkness #Destiny 2 meta #Destiny 2 lore #god the fact that Unveiling just #isn't canon anymore kills me #some of the best microfiction i've ever read #lol nope have this vapehead emo #it's like DC Comics all over again #sorry to my regulars who follow me for worm but im so mad about this #im pretty much just ignoring everything post-Witch Queen now #so incredibly annoyed at Bungie #it really does just feel like they wanted another quick and easy villain to defeat who's the source of all bad things ever #and then shift their focus to that Marathon reboot #which is an extraction shooter...ugh

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abimee · 7 months

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i notice wveryone is moving to using their Discord for commission contact and im still using email because i remember slow internet. and i think if someone saw me taking a break to play a game and messaged me "hey why arent you working on my commission" id evaporate into a smokecloud

#i need breaks or else id go crazy staring at my screen at a grey canvas for 8 hours

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silverfrostofriverclan · 2 days

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WHEN DARKNESS WHISPERS

ThunderClan

Leader:

Ivystar-light gray she-cat with darker flecks on her back and blue eyes

Deputy:

Ravenfeather-lean black tom with blue eyes

Medicine Cat:

Junipershine-brown tortoiseshell tom with stubby legs and green eyes

Apprentice, Applepaw-flame colored she-cat with green eyes, tan splotches, tan muzzle and paw.

Warriors: (toms and she-cats without kits)

Raindrop-old, dark gray tom with long legs and long tail

Snownose-pure white she-cat with a graying muzzle and blue

Redhawk-big ginger tabby tom with green eyeseyes

Leafbreeze-tan tabby she-cat with amber eyes and a long fluffy tail

Beetlenose-black tom with shimmering blue eyes and short muzzle

Fernpelt-shaggy brown she-cat with long legs and a darker brown back

Apprentice, Talonpaw-tan tabby tom with amber eyes and a reddish tail

Hazelnose-amber eyed she-cat with light brown fur and a darker muzzle and ears

Swiftwhisker-very light gray tom with darker spots and blue eyes

Apprentice, Hopepaw-reddish-tan tabby she-cat with amber eyes

Shimmersight-light gray tabby she-cat with crystal blue eyes and fluffy tail

Eagleclaw-dark brown tom with amber eyes, white belly and head fur, and long claws

Amberfire-lean red-brown she-cat with a tan belly and amber

Apprentice, Foxpaw-green eyed tom who has red fur and a brown-tipped tail, ears, and paws

Brindlefire-light ginger she-cat with darker red brindle markings and amber eyes

Bramblethorn-dark brown tabby tom with tan belly and amber eyes

Alderbark-light brown tom with brown spots and gray-blue eyes

Queens: (she-cats expecting or nursing kits)

Spottedflower-tortoiseshell and white she-cat with amber eyes (Expecting Eagleclaws kits)

Elders: (former warriors and queens, now retired)

Smokecloud-dark gray tom with many scars and amber eyes

Ashtuft-white tom with blue eyes and light gray patches

Poppyleaf-brown and tortoiseshell she-cat with green eyes

RiverClan

Leader:

Drizzlestar-young lithe black tom with icy blue eyes.

Deputy:

Clawstream-thick, muscular, white tom with golden tabby patches, yellow eyes, and deep scars

Medicine Cat:

Troutfin-small gray-blue tom with blue eyes and a few darker spots

Apprentice, Fallowpaw-black and white she-cat with green eyes

Warriors: (toms and she-cats without kits)

Puddlewish-old brown tom with a stubby tail, dark brown spots, and green eyes

Reedpool-dark brown tabby she-cat with dark green eyes

Foglight-small gray tom with a white-tipped tail and light blue eyes

Apprentice, Stormpaw-dark gray tom with blue eyes

Icetail-white she-cat with gray spots and green eyes

Apprentice, Silverpaw- pale silver she-cat with blue eyes

Minnowfur-large, bulky tom with thick black fur and blue eyes

Ripplingcreek-golden and white she-cat with amber eyes

Apprentice, Berrypaw-small black she-cat with green eyes

Runningstone-big gray tom with scars and dark green eyes

Mistysong-small silver she-cat with a gray splotched pelt and blue eyes

Brightreed-white tortoiseshell she-cat who is very small and has green eyes

Apprentice, Lightpaw, very light silvery tabby she-cat with green eyes

Ottertail-thick brown tom who has a thick bushy tail and green eyes

Flysnap-tiny black tom with amber eyes

Mudpebble-white tortoiseshell tom with green eyes

Waveheart-light-gray she-cat with blue eyes

Queens: (she-cats expecting or nursing kits)

Sandfoot-white she-cat with tan spots on her tail, paws, and ears, who has green eyes (mother to Foglights kits, Hopkit-brown tom-kit with green eyes, Sunkit-bright tan she-kit with green eyes, whiskerkit-gray tom-kit with blue eyes, and tidekit-light gray she-kit with blue eyes)

Elders: (former warriors and queens, now retired)

Smallwake-very old, small, and frail, gray tabby tom with blue eyes

Mapleflower-large but old tortoiseshell she-cat with amber eyes

WindClan

Leader:

Furzestar-dark brown-gray tom with long claws, thick fur, and amber eyes

Deputy:

Heatherbreeze-thin, lithe light brown she-cat with amber eyes

Medicine Cat:

Specklefur-white and tortoiseshell she-cat with green eyes

Apprentice, Gorsepaw-light brown tom with amber eyes

Warriors: (toms and she-cats without kits)

Dewcloud-dark gray she-cat with dark blue eyes

Harewhisker-brown tabby tom with green eyes

Grassflight-small spiky-furred black she-cat with green eyes

Cloverwish-light brown tabby she-cat with green eyes

Apprentice, Cinderpaw-green eyed light gray she-cat with gray spots

Whorlbreeze-white and brown tom with green eyes

Apprentice, Rabbitpaw-brown tabby tom with large ears and green eyes

Graytail-small gray tom with amber eyes

Hootclaw-thick black furred tom with blue eyes

Apprentice, Thrushpaw-brown tortoiseshell and white tom with green eyes

Kestrelcry-gray and brown tortoiseshell tom with small brown eyes

Quailwing-light brown she-cat with brown eyes

Deertail-black tom with a short tail and amber eyes

Dustfoot-big gray-brown tom with dark blue eyes

Apprentice, Violetpaw-light gray tortoiseshell she-cat with dark blue eyes

Redwhisker-dark redish-brown tom with amber eyes

Queens: (she-cats expecting or nursing kits)

Tawnyleaf-white and tawny she-cat with green eyes (mother to Deertail's kits, Tallkit-light brown tom-kit with long legs and green eyes, Gladekit-fluffy brown she-kit with green eyes, and Meadowkit-slender black she-kit with amber eyes)

Mothfur-golden-brown tabby she-cat with amber eyes (Expecting Graytails kits)

Elders: (former warriors and queens, now retired)

Crowpelt-small black tom with blue eyes

Patchheart-white tom with brown patches and amber eyes

ShadowClan

Leader:

Pineconestar-dark brown tabby tom with green eyes and thick fur

Deputy:

Treeroot-thin, muscular, golden tom with green eyes and a torn ear

Medicine Cat:

Sunleaf-small white she-cat with golden spots and amber eyes

Apprentice, Sorrelpaw-tortoiseshell and white she-cat with green eyes

Warriors: (toms and she-cats without kits)

Oakclaw-old brown tom with long claws and amber eyes

Barkwing-dark brown tom with a feathery tail and green eyes

Berryshade-large black and white she-cat with green eyes

Sageheart-sleek silver she-cat with sage colored eyes

Blackstripe-dark gray tabby tom with dark blue eyes

Hollowtail-Dark tortoiseshell tom with amber eyes

Goldenpetal-stunning amber eyed golden tortoiseshell she-cat

Owlfeather-small brown-gray tom with dark green eyes

Mushroomfoot-light brown tom with darker spots, big round paws, and green eyes

Apprentice, Darkpaw-very dark gray tom with blue eyes

Hawkblaze-muscly brown tom with amber eyes and a tan underbelly

Foxberry-ginger tom with amber eyes

Apprentice, Fernpaw-lithe ginger she-cat with green eyes

Tigerstripe-ginger tabby tom with amber eyes

Apprentice, Brackenpaw-big brown tabby tom with green eyes

Finchsong-lean brown tom with green eyes and red-brown paws

Apprentice, Willowpaw-brown tortoiseshell she-cat

Acornpelt-small light ginger she-cat with dark spots and green eyes

Queens: (she-cats expecting or nursing kits)

Froststem-fluffy white she-cat with blue eyes (mother to Hawkblaze's kits, lizardkit-gray and white tom-kit with blue eyes, robinkit-brown tom-kit with a ginger belly and green eyes, and Snakekit-brown and white tom-kit with green eyes)

Elders: (former warriors and queens, now retired)

Twistedfoot-dark brown tom with green eyes and a twisted foot

Starlingcall-small black she-cat with blue eyes

SkyClan

Leader:

Hawkstar-dark brown tabby tom with green eyes

Deputy:

Voletooth-light brown mottled tom with a broken tooth and amber eyes

Medicine Cat:

Sprouttail-white and tortoiseshell tom with green eyes and a short tail

Apprentice, Littlepaw-small blue eyed she-cat with black fur

Warriors: (toms and she-cats without kits)

Springtail-old but energetic brown tom who has blue eyes and a long tail

Twighollow-small light brown she-cat with blue eyes and a torn ear

Quickheart-blue eyed gray she-cat

Sootfeather-dark gray tom with blue eyes

Apprentice, Rowanpaw-dark ginger tabby tom with green eyes

Mousetail-dark brown tabby tom with a skinny tail and green eyes

Sandyshore-light tan tabby she-cat with green eyes

Apprentice, Honeypaw-light ginger and white she-cat with green eyes

Eagleflight-black and white tom with amber eyes and fluffy tail

Weedpelt-Black tom with blue eyes

Stormbreeze-bulky gray tabby tom with a thick tail

Squirrelstripe-dark ginger tabby she-cat with green eyes

Curlytail-small young light brown she-cat with a short curly tail and green eyes

Beechpelt-very light brown mottled she-cat with amber eyes

Queens: (she-cats expecting or nursing kits)

Tinybush-brown and white fluffy she-cat with amber eyes (mother to Mousetail's kits, bristlekit-light brown tabby she-kit with green eyes and barkkit-dark brown tabby tom-kit with amber eyes)

Chervilheart-light gray she-cat with blue eyes and brown spots (Expecting Eagleflight's kits)

Elders: (former warriors and queens, now retired)

Hazepelt-light gray tom with fades of darker gray and blue eyes

Halfbranch-brown she-cat with half a tail, a missing ear, and amber eyes

I’ve decided to post my story on here! These are the allegiances for all the clans and there will be updates throughout the story. I hope you will enjoy this and I will post 1-3 times a week!

#When Darkness Whispers #warrior cats #cat #warriorcats #warrior #thunderclan #RiverClan #SkyClan #WindClan #ShadowClan #fanfiction #fanfic #silverpaw #Foxpaw #Gorsepaw #silverfrostofriverclan

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moonstone210 · 1 year

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so i gave wc names to the dr project: eden's garden cast

Damon - Leopardshade Eva - Smokecloud Grace - Harescratch Wolfgang - Wolfheart Toshiko - Poppyfeather Eloise - Briarthorn Desmond - Duskeye Jean - Rowanbark Ingrid - Tulipstrike Wenona - Pepper (kittypet) Cassidy - Russettuft Jett - Houndskip Mark - Eeltail Kai - Juniperpelt Diana - Heatherbright Ulysses - Owlsight

Tozu - Ram (rogue) Mara - Night (rogue)

Cara - Scorchwhisker

#danganronpa #danganronpa project eden's garden #warrior cats #had to resist giving Diana the moon prefix #project eden's garden

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chefbeepo · 6 months

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Can you list ALL of your OCs and what they are from?

❤️

Sent with love from your #1 fan😂

(No but seriously I love your posts)

.. all of them??? Every one?? Also haiiiiii number one fan :D

Well I have probably over a hundred at this point to be honest bruh. Here's a compiled list from what I can recall off the top of me noggin

Transformers:

-Remix and her cassets Playback, Fastforward, Feral and one unnamed one

-Solarstorm (sol)

-Astrobeam

-lockblade

-Demarco

-nitro

-hotwire

-Nova Star

-abt 30 other unnamed ones

Tf2:

My own ocs of every mercenary (completely unrelated to the irl ones btw) so abt 9 plus their Blu versions

Wings of Fire:

-Oracle

-Prisma

-Cirrus

-Mesa

-Atoll

-Wonder

-Haku

-Pluto

-Mango

-Queen Seafoam

-Opal

-7-ish unnamed ones

Warrior Cats

-Swiftwind

-Wildheart 🧡

-honeypool

-nightshade

-firestorm

-riverpaw

-smokecloud

-darkstorm

-suntail

-ash

-willowpaw

-amberpelt

-hawkscreech

-literally like 40 unnamed ones

And then like. A million more from nothing in particular. I've forgotten so so so many of them. I have WAYYYYYYYYYYYY too many but I'd gladly go into depth on a few specific ones 🥰 ,my favs are Medic, Sol, Swiftwind, Prisma and hotwire.

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ketorm4ever · 1 year

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#recovery #recoveryispossible #relapse #suicideprevention #suicidesurvivor #gaylifestyle #gaymen #pride #methusers #meth #methrecovery #crystalmeth #party #partyboy #slamming #ivdrugs #addiction #addictionrecovery #addictedtoart #art #acrylic #self-love #loves elf #heart #selfcare #therapeutic #cloudsmoker #smokeclouds #clouds @artskills @folkartcrafts @rustoleum @liquitex_worldwide @liquitexofficial (at Marshfield, Wisconsin) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnyILQzsBve/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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maliithemanic · 3 months

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so this is a blast from the past.

anyone from kugyay on here still? Cat, wolf, neko.. I was on a site before kugyay.. that I really loved but I can't remember the name of it then I moved to bryniel. On neko I was ciley rae and havic rose.. ciley had a bf who irl ( so he said) was in the hospital.. I only seen him random late hours of the night or for a little while here and there on weekends.. to be honest I think about him a lot.

I was a ton of wolves HAHA!

Then on cat kugyay/bryniel I was known as Driftingsmoke, cinderclaw, smokecloud (deputy of windclan) frozenblaze, icebreath, shadow of a dangerous eagle and I also have prCinderella,

Honestly went down a rabbit hole tonight of nostalgia and I miss my friends 😅 what a time it was. I would relive it if I could.

#bryniel #Neko kugyay #cat kugyay #warrior cats #erin hunter warriors #Freewebs #Help

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wonderingglances · 1 year

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Just found an app that seems to be the easiest and safest way to buy weed in my city aaand the messaging function doesn't work. And a bunch of people have their name for another app to talk on aaaand it's not accepting new profiles coz it's closing down this year.

I just want my funky herbs so I can dissolve my anxiety in little smokeclouds of goofy. Why has technology turned against me.

#I'm just being dramatic #but it is frustrating #because its there #i just cant access it

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poetryfoundation-potd · 1 year

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From “Flight and Metamorphosis”

By Nelly Sachs

Translated by Joshua Weiner and Lynda B. Parshall

Who dies

here last

will carry the grain of sun

between his lips

will thundercrack the night

in death-throe rot.

Blood-

sparked dreams

will shoot from his shoulders

in a jagged flash

branding empyreal skin

with the mystery of affliction.

Because Noah’s ark went down

star-figured avenues

whoever

dies here last

will have shoes

filled with water

where a fish

with homesick backsail

draws black dissolving time

into its tomb.

This is the dark breath

of Sodom

and the burden

of Nineveh

cast off

at the open wound

of our door.

This the sacred writing

in flight from the land

all its letters climbing

skyward

feathered blessedness

finding refuge in a honeycomb.

This the black Laocoön

cast on our eyelid

perforating millennia

uprooted grieftree

sprouting in our pupil.

These are salt-stiffened fingers

teardropping in prayer.

This His ocean’s tow

dragged back

into the rushing shell of secrets.

This our ebb

star of agony

from our moldering sand—

The Hunter

my constellation

takes aim

at a secret bloodpoint: Unrest ...

and the footstep flees without asylum—

But the wind is no house

just licks the body’s wounds

like an animal—

Yet how should we pull time

from the sun’s golden threads?

Coil

night

for the silk butterfly’s cocoon?

O Darkness

spread your legation wide

for the blink of an eye:

rest on the flight.

So far out, in the open,

cushioned in sleep.

In flight from the land

with love’s heavy luggage.

A butterfly-zone of dreams

like an open parasol

held up against the truth.

Night

night

nightdress body

stretching its emptiness

while space expands

from dust without song.

Sea

with prophetic tongues of spray

rolls

over the death shroud

till sun again sows

each second’s blaze of pain.

In flight

what great welcome

along the way—

Shrouded

in the winds’ shawl

feet in the sand’s prayer

which can never say Amen

because it must move

from fin to wing

and further—

The sick butterfly

soon again knows the sea—

This stone

with the fly’s inscription

has dropped into my hand—

In place of home

I hold the metamorphoses of the world—

Dancer

like a bride

from blind space

you receive

the budding desire

of creation’s distant days—

With your body’s musical avenues

you graze on the air

there

where the earth

seeks new entry

to birth.

Through

night-lava

like eyelids

softly opening

the first cry

of creation’s volcano

flickers.

In the branches of your limbs

the premonitions build

their twittering nests.

Like a milkmaid

in twilight

your fingertips tug

the secret sources

of light

till you—pierced by the

trial of evening—

deliver your eyes

to the moon, for the nightwatch.

Dancer

twisting in labor

then spent

you alone

bear on your body’s hidden cord

the God-given twinned jewels

of death and birth.

Child

child

in the whirlwind of departure

pushing your toes’ white flaming foam

against the burning ring of the horizon

seeking death’s secret way out.

Already voiceless—exhaling smoke—

Lying as the sea lies

with just depth below

tearing at the mooring

with waves of longing.

Child

child

your head buried now

the seedpod of your dreams

grown heavy

in final surrender

ready to sow other land.

With eyes

turned back toward the motherground—

You, cradled in the century’s rut

where time with ruffled wings

drowns, stunned

in the great flood

of your end

without end.

But maybe

in a smokecloud of error

we have

created a wandering cosmos

with the language of our breath—

Have we

time and again

sounded the fanfare

of the beginning

shaped the grain of sand

quick as wind

before, once more, there was light

above the bud of the embryo?

And again

we are encircled

in your districts, and again

though we don’t recall the night

nor the depths of the sea

with our teeth we bite off

the star-veins of words.

And still we work your field

behind death’s back.

Maybe the detours of man’s fall

are like the secret desertions of meteors

marked in the alphabet of storms

alongside rainbows—

And who knows

the course of becoming fertile

how seeds bend up

out of depleted soil

for the suckling mouths

of light.

Those driven

from home

wind-whipped

with the death-vein behind the ear

slaughtering the sun—

Cast off from lost customs

following the watercourse

and the weeping rails of death

they still hold

in the cave

of the mouth

a word hidden

for fear of thieves

they say: rosemary

and chew a root

pulled from the field

taste night after night: departure

they say:

It’s time

as a new wound opened

on the foot.

Their body will be devoured

by the salt of torment.

Skinless

eyeless

did Job form God.

If someone comes

from afar

with a language

that maybe seals off

its sounds

with a mare’s whinny

the chirping

of young blackbirds

like a gnashing saw that chews up

everything in reach—

If someone comes

from afar

moving like a dog

maybe a rat

and it’s winter

dress him warmly

for who knows

his feet may be on fire

(perhaps he rode in

on a meteor)

so don’t scold him

if your rug, riddled with holes,

screams—

A stranger always has

his homeland in his arms

like an orphan

for whom he may be seeking nothing

but a grave.

How many homelands

play cards in the air

as the refugee passes through the mystery

How much sleeping music

in the wooded thicket

where the wind, all alone

plays the midwife.

Lightning-split

the alphabet-spurgewood

sows

in devouring conception

God’s first word.

Fate twitches

in the bloodcoursing meridians of a hand—

Everything is endless

and hung on the rays

of a distance.

O that one understands so little

as long as the eyes know only evening.

Windows and doors open as if knocked off track

before you ready for departure.

Unrest inflames

hiding places for night moths

beginning to pray for home.

Until at length your heart

dreadful hooked wound

was torn into healing,

heaven and earth

as cinders kissing in your gaze—

O Soul—forgive

my wanting to lead you back

to so many hearths of rest

Rest

which is only a dead oasis-word—

Translated from the German

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/152943/from-flight-and-metamorphosis

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#poetry #poetry foundation #judaism #english #german #jewish german

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gatorsnot · 2 years

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still trying to claw my way barehanded out of this art block sdftghgfds also tampering with body builds

some new warriors ocs! cloudbloom is mire and tulipseed's daughter, the sister of gravelfoot and needlethroat, and she's trying her damnedest to prove that she's not like her parents. she's good natured and rather meek, but most of windclan fear that she and her siblings are going to turn out like their mother especially since they grew up under her tyrannical domain, which hurts cloudbloom deeply

skunksnout is bateyes' son and and has a sister named smokecloud; he's a cat most consider waaaaay too kind to be from shadowclan, he's a big sweetie that would rather try to find a peaceful solution to a conflict rather than batter some poor advisory senseless, which brings others to come to the unfair conclusion that he's a coward

these two become mates back when interclan relationships were forbidden; two misunderstood yet compassionate souls who find solace and comfort in each other's company, and they end up having four kits together: their sons blackmouse and thornstone, and their daughters rustlebush and heronheart

#warriors #warrior cats #ocs #dawn makes dumb cat lore on a saturday night #dawn draws

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andytheauthor · 2 years

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Okay, this is a very personal post, and I'm putting it here because I need to say it somewhere or I'm going to be an idiot about it. Tw for smoking and my dad being a piece of shit.

So. My dad was a heavy smoker, and would chain smoke cigarettes with me next to him on the couch from age 8ish onwards. I don't do well around cigarettes; they make my throat feel swollen and dry, almost like an allergic reaction, and make me incredibly nauseous. This was true even as a kid; I frequently left my dads house extremely sick after his visitation days.

Now I am an adult, and I do not smoke. I tried cigarettes a couple of times, years ago, and they made me sick, so I never had a habit of my own.

The thing is, I have frequent cravings, and constantly have to fight the urge to start smoking. Despite hating the taste, and the way they make me feel, and the fact that I have only ever smoked twice in my life. I have to stop myself from looking at the tobacco kiosk at the store, or asking for one if a friend smokes, or swiping one from my brother if I'm visiting.

Literally nothing about the cigarette experience is appealing to me! Why the hell does my body want me to start a dangerous habit that can get me killed? At the very least, I'll be intensely sick! Secondhand smoke can be minorly addictive, but I only saw my dad once or twice a year since I was 18, tried to stay out of his smokecloud when I did see him, and he's been dead for three years!

Even writing this, I am killing time until the stores close because I saw a pack of cigarettes earlier and want to go fucking buy a pack, and this way I can't go buy them. What the hell is wrong with my body, and why are these suckers apparently so addictive that even a non smoker who might be allergic to tobacco is still craving them??

#tw smoking #personal #tw abuse #tagging it that because it was #so tired #maybe I'll go get ice cream #still a little unhealthy but it'll kill me slower and taste better

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