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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I’ve been exposed to waaaay too much taylor swift lately, so I went for a walk on the anti tag to cleanse my mind. I’ve seen a lot of commentary about her racism / privilege / climate crimes etc, which is all extremely important ofc, but also, like…
She’s boring. SO boring. The music, the lyrics, the ideas, everything, it’s just the most basic stuff you can imagine, just beige all around.
I get being basic but, like… at least Starbucks drinks have some semblance of taste.
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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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