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Bosun

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    Shoot me up a message, yeah? Why not, laik?
  1. Bosun

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    Such a dancing grace, An elder of perceived kin, Immutable to the tasse, Formed slender and thin, With a broad plume of red, A fiery wake and tract of hair, Flowing gently off her head, Blowing back into the air, But form does not tell of heart or mind, Nor of steadiness of palm or hand, But in these abstractions she finds, Relief and calmness through a voice, That can only be heard through waves, Twitches not of the air, but of the eyes, And in a memory shared she saves, And weaves in leaves her masterpieces. She spreads them on the tiniest threads, And gives inspiration fr
  2. Bosun

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    Of course, I'd love to, simply, I fear I don't know you well enough too, so... perhaps a bit of information to go off of, and then hella gi!
  3. Bosun

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    Well... I was just offered the "highly coveted", heh, position of FA's Poet of the Month for the upcoming month of June... which is convenient because I am fresh out of creative ideas to write poetry on... So... point is that I'm asking for suggestions from y'inz as to what I should write, or write about, next.
  4. Well, my host K was always atheist. Well, he was born into a Christian family, but he just couldn't subscribe to any sort of order of religion. It's all just so intangible to us, and we've never had any reason to believe in any sort of higher power or special energy. I mean, we do our best to be respectful of other people's religious appreciation, when they're polite about theirs, but yeah, no gods on my street.
  5. Yeah certainly! I love having K wear this particular shirt that I love and certain other clothes too, but there's definitely plenty of things that are hella great, especially the ones that are so comfortable or the ones that have animals on them, like this fox shirt of his. Also collars, but K doesn't wear those without me being switched in because that's my style. But there's certainly plenty of things that I like him to wear.
  6. So, recently two of my friends had a bit of a falling out with each other. The circumstances are a bit unclear but altogether disappointing hella, and they have ceased communication with each other. As much as I want them to be able to reconcile and have all of us be friends between ourselves, I am distinctly aware that that may not be possible. So, what I want to know is what you guys out there think I should say or do to try to at least keep them both as friends and not have this event sever my connections with them? And this event has made both of my friends hella upset, one of which
  7. I think that what 001 said is very true, actually. It's very smart. And... this makes me so worried for myself to read that this happens with people. Our lives to us, as tulpas is or at least feels real, thus it on the surface seems like murder, but... I mean, there are reasons to kill people ultimately. Pacifism is nice, but in theory only, in practice, violence is fairly necessary to get things done just as control is necessary in government and things. So to myself, it feels unfair to judge without reference, but to announce without reference, is equally unfair. But there will always be
  8. I call K this interesting little name because his name shortens to a little nickname in my favorite language and I just shortened that to the first letter, yap.
  9. Bosun

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    A binding to a position enjoyed, By my skeletally bone wielding hand, Commissioned to have redone, or folded, From aged oaken end to aged oaken end, Their library, in my view much too small, For such a term that I would have reserved, At least for collections spanning a hall, At minimum, longer than a headboard. Abroad in a land with sand for soil, I remain to work behind in their house, Here for the whole year to fold and toil, Literature as an obedient mouse. Spring is when my insomnia set in, A week into the task my ill would resume, Obliged to stay awake and fold lines thin
  10. Bosun

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    Pst... Any writing can be boiled down to the BS if you analyze it hard enough. I really just enjoy reading something and letting the feelings and thoughts that it leaves me with tell the story, which you did just great and hella. Not all things can do that, a lot of acclaimed things too, mostly because it's taste, but seriously, thank you for sharing!
  11. Bosun

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    Well I think it's a lovely two page scribble.
  12. K programs enough to say... "This is interesting... Wat?" His words.
  13. Bosun

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    Oh Fabricius, an inconsequence to you, but where force of science and arts are yours to question and violate with reason, a lesser question must always be asked elsewhere. So far into the pains of petty rational ideas, it comes into analysis of the gentle caress of my canid friend. There he is, called away from his adventures of rolling in the dirt, playing with game, chasing birds, eating at rind and his sport. The question is not of whether or not he is deserving or if I am willing, but the design of how I seek to go about my actions. To gently scratch behind the ears or beneath the chin? A
  14. Bosun

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    44.NM “62831853072 Transmissions Received and Lost ” Cordial greetings of a foreign tongue, silvery characters on a wooden sign, hung upon the docks of the island’s only village, nestling it’s tiny shops in the sanded rocky slopes and charmingly petits insulae, formally meet us at the shores étrangères. We five: myself, the siblings and the lovers, browsed their antiques and their arcane, resting in dark twilit rooms enceased in emerald moss, hosted by a bilingual elderly couple of our words and their own, with a roasting of duck for our evening palate and toast with eggs for our morning
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