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elysian-scribbles · 3 months
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SANDS OF TIME
And yet I trudge forward,
Trying to buy sand for my hourglass,
Seeking to grasp moments
As they slip through my fingers,
To hold onto the fleeting essence of existence.
But time, relentless and unforgiving,
Marches onward, heedless of the struggles
Each grain of sand a reminder
Of mortality, that every moment is both precious
And fleeting.
Yet still, I press on,
A whisper against the inevitable,
Not to defy it's embrace,
But to embrace it fully,
To dance with it in the ephemeral mirage of life
~ W
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krabog · 8 months
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The best thing about time is that it passes. It goes on and it takes you with it.
The worst thing about time is that it passes. It leaves you behind and takes everything else from you.
-k.b
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thepoetsvomit · 2 months
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Time Void
Look past the
gloomy haze
of bygone
days.
Look:
The void.
And bright lights
Of future
Dread.
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They stole my yesterday
To give to a tomorrow
Which isn’t yet is
And I cannot be without being without
And I am nothing yet without within before
And I will haven’t acted for today
Without my readiness for now’s untold yesterdays.
Farewell unto the unprepared haven’t and is
Greetings by the windswept won’t and whereafters of the already happened.
Saw fit by the isn’t
Out with the happen
So I may will proclaim the presence of a begotten yesterday to a present tomorrow.
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hellaqueenforlife · 2 years
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Time is my enemy. She ticks away, moving forward, leaving a path of destruction in her wake. I am paralyzed as she moves like a hurricane, stuck in the eye of the storm with no escape. Time moves forward, but not with me. I stay put in the place where I watched her take everything from me. Time was never on my side, and she’ll never be on yours either.
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thatbarricade · 9 months
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noo don’t cry about july ending and the time passing, just remember the july poem :)
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despondentbeauty · 8 months
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In another universe, you stayed.
— In this one, you didn’t and it ruined me.
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soracities · 1 year
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e.e. cummings, from “in time of daffodils(who know” (in 95 Poems), Complete Poems: 1904-1962
[Text ID: “In time of daffodils(who know the goal of living is to grow)”]
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comradekatara · 5 months
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2 kinds of grad students (both massive nerds)
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itsthislake · 1 month
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“Icarus.”
it's all about freedom really
Credit goes to An Sifakah for the poem. Enjoy!
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pants-lint · 1 year
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Just had a Thought and now I'm curious. What's you guy's strangest comfort media? It doesn't have to be strange as in like creepy/fucked up/whatever, it can just be smthn a lil odd.
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iambrillyant · 5 months
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“divine timing tastes sweeter than forcing something you’re not ready for into existence.”
— iambrillyant
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metamorphesque · 1 year
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Missed Time, Ha Jin
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mythology-void · 3 months
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okay so I was doing a Research™️ about ancient Greek etymology as one does and I found some Things that made me want to Violently Claw My Arms Off please allow me to force feed you my discoveries
So there are 2 words for "not" in ancient Greek, depending on the context: ou and mē. Having introduced himself in the Cyclops episode as " ou tis", or No-man, he then stabs Polyphemus in the eye. When Polyphemus' brothers come to check on him, they say this:
"... surely no man [mē tis] is carrying off your sheep? Surely no man [mē tis] is trying to kill you either by fraud or by force?"
Right after this, after the other cyclopes ditch Polyphemus, Odysseus's inner monologue goes something like this:
"Then they went away, and I laughed inwardly at the success of my clever strategem [metis]." (pronounced mEH-Tis)
Now, there's a difference between mē tis and metis. [mē tis] (pronounced mEH-Tis with a space between the syllables) is the literal translation for "no man". Metis is a word for extreme intelligence/cunning, which is something Odysseus is famous for.
Now, there are several examples of abuse of metis/intelligence in the Odyssey, but I think the juxtaposition between [mē tis], or the concept of anonymity, and metis, or extreme intelligence, is REALLY interesting. Odysseus's adoption of the title "No-man" was characteristic of metis--it was a really smart move that simultaneously hid him from the cyclops and avoided any future consequences. It was a highly effective strategy all wrapped up in a nest little package with a bow on it.
But when he revealed himself as Odysseus of Ithaca, effectively throwing off No-man (anonymity and [mē tis]), that was characterized as idiocy--he's essentially doxxed himself, and now he's doing to (spoiler alert) get tossed around the Mediterranean by Poseidon for the next 10 years.
This is really interesting because it lets you see the parallels/codependency between metis(intelligence) and humility. When Odysseus refused to allow himself to go unnoticed (hubris) he suffered for it. BUT when he declined instant glory/satisfaction (kleos) in order to achieve the long term goal of survival, he was rewarded with Athena's favor (pay attention. This part is important).
And this situation repeats itself MULTIPLE TIMES in the Odyssey--the EXACT SAME THING happens near the end of the book, with the suitors. When. Odysseus is dressed as a beggar and the suitors/Antinious are abusing him, he ACTIVELY CHOOSES not to react--he doesn't stand up and rip off his disguise and start hollering "TIS I, ODYSSEUS OF ITHACA! FEAR MY WRATH"
No. He sits there patiently and waits. He plans and schemes and quietly orchestrates their downfall without alerting them of it. Why? Because he learned his lesson the first time this happened. He buried his rage and adopted what was, according to Grace LA Franz, a more feminine form of metis, weaving a web of destruction for his enemies that ultimately resulted in their total annihilation (see Weaving a Way to Nostos: Odysseus and Feminine Metis in the Odyssey by Grace LaFranz). His patience allowed him to win the whole prize--no questions asked, no 10-year-long-business-trip strings attached--just the sweetness of a full victory. And he is, once again, rewarded with Athena's favor--both in the battle with the suitors and in the aftermath (cleanup/reuniting with Penelope).
This really reinforces the idea in the Odyssey that Odysseus's defining characteristic is not just his intelligence--it's his ability to learn from his mistakes. He used what he learned at the Lotus Eaters Island against Polyphemus--the Lotus Eaters drugged his men, so he drugged Polyphemus. He used what he learned from Circe and Polyphemus against the suitors--Circe used false sweetness and honeyed words to lure his men into a trap, so that's exactly what he did to the suitors. His hubris on Polyphemus' island cost his whole crew their lives, so he intentionally left well enough alone until the right time. He didn't just learn from his failures--he turned them into BATTLE STRATEGY.
i don't care what anyone says that is completely totally and objectively awesome
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leonardospoetry · 1 year
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Some chapters of life don’t actually have an apparent ending. They just fade away silently.
It’s a strange feeling to look back at the past sometimes and see how some parts of life have simply dissolved into nothingness. And even though this poem might sound sad, I believe that being mindful of the transience of life actually helps us to feel all the preciousness and beauty of it.
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linkvcr · 3 months
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grieving
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