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Reclamation

I think about how it could have been me who jumped off that cliff.

Our lives were so similar.

Why did he jump when I didn’t.

I can’t ask now.

But I can keep riding for both of us.

And when people tell me to stop.

I’ll just imagine that it was me at the bottom of that cliff.

That it’s you here.

That I’m the dead one.

And the dead don’t care.

 

That is how I will reclaim your life,

And how I will reclaim my life.

 

 

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Vatic

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People keep telling me It’s about to start raining, but the only clouds I see are the clouds I’m making.

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Ossify

shieldsI’m not saying I’m the best. I’m not even saying I’m better. I’m just saying with absolute, unbreakable certainty that I am good enough.

That’s a shield that will never break.

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New! Free Badvice

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Don’t have $413.99 plus tax an hour to spend on a licensed professional counselor? Super Nervous Cow is now offering free personal and professional advice online here! (It’s a link)

Could a well founded, sourced, and educated argument be made that you shouldn’t take advice from me? Yes.
What are my qualifications for advising you, academic or otherwise? Nope.
Will you take advice from me anyways? That’s between you and your psychiatrist or therapist.

It goes without saying that I cannot be held responsible for what you do with the advice you are presented. Some advice may be given in the form of poorly drawn pictures, I also cannot be held responsible for how you interpret those pictures. Keep in mind that If my advice in some sick miraculous irony leads to your success in life, you are required by law to send me an emotionless and pragmatic thank you note with your printed signature.

Image note: it’s animated and doesn’t work in some mobile situations. No pictures in motion for all people in motion. Sorry!

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Hold Steady

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My convictions are a long and heavy train, ready to change course, and utterly unstoppable in its forward momentum.

Get on the train, I love company. Hook your own train car on the back. Throw things at the train. Yell at the train. Hop in front of the train. It makes no difference to me. There’s plenty of coal and a raging fire.

The dance will continue to the end of the track.

 
Image Note: Inspired by D.A.N.C.E. MSTRKRFT Remix ( Link )

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Moldy Cache

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I approach every day the way I approach a bowl of Lucky Charms: Eat a few spoonfuls and then throw the rest on the floor when you remember it’s sugar coated garbage.

No no… I’m not quite that bitter yet. Let me start over.

I haven’t felt as open as I used to be. Not as willing to let others write in my metaphorical book, if you will.  Sometimes you’re just too broken to feel open minded. I won’t apologize for that.

It’s so easy to become bitter when every item, every song has a long red Crime Noir thread tied to old pains. It’s so easy to become paralyzed, trapped in the web.

But It’s just thread, a series of twisted, inaccurate, convoluted ghosts; and I am God. At least insomuch as this is my mind, and my life.

I just have to stand up and remember that the red strings don’t hold my hand back when I draw. They don’t hold my feet back when I’m pushing my skateboard. They don’t block the wind when I run. What strength do they have that I don’t give them, after all.

I’ve realized that I could spend a lifetime running around trying to cut these strings, trying to run from the hurt.

But I can’t, any more that I can stem the tides.

So I won’t.

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Tracheal

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There’s a time to think about what you want, when you’re at a fork in the road.

A time to think about what others want, when you’re needed.

A time to think about how much other people want to be you–and to be with you–when you’re feeling down.

A time to feel empathy for the needs of other human beings.

People who need new things,

People who want new things,

Their own toothbrush,

A new passion,

More time…

 

In the end though, it’s okay to be selfish.. sometimes.

Otherwise you’d drown.

Illustration note: Pt. 2 in body symbology: “Lungs”

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Faux Box

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I think I could avoid a lot of problems in my life by not thinking so much. Sometimes a set of shapes is just a set of shapes. Not too few, not too many, not the wrong ones, not the wrong color. Just some shapes, just whatever’s happening. A new set of chaos to which I’ll apply my own meaning.

The control in life will ultimately fall on me, to see what I want to see, to make what I want. I could see the wrongs, I could try to paint over it, or build new shapes. The moment comes though when it’s best to just stand there, to just see something.

I’m grateful though. In the span of all this useless thinking I never thought of a good reason to quit. I mean, when would I have the time?

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Not An Answer

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I heard these words a long time ago in the movie Treasure Planet and they always stuck with me. I like repeating them to myself whenever I feel judged, embarrassed, anxious, hopeless, whatever. I like remembering my arms still move, words still come out of my mouth, brains still on. Nobody’s taken anything from me and unless they kill me dead they never could. I exist, I’ll keep existing. You can love it, I can love it, you can hate it, I can hate it, doesn’t matter, still here. Still gonna be here. Still enjoying it up, down, sideways, standing still. Still stilling.

Your move universe.

 

Here’s the link to the song if you’re interested: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i_tth9Yz4jc

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Into Darkness

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Try to imagine the distant future. Don’t just imagine a world with flying cars and faster computers. Imagine a world that is offensive to us, and yet correct. Imagine a world where people possess not things but ideas we’ve never had. Imagine something you can’t imagine. That is the future.

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Am I a dumb? A mental expropriation.

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Everyone agrees on two things: that a majority of people are stupid, and that they are not one of them. We can as such deduce that a common factor shared among all stupid people is a sincere belief that they are not stupid. I can say I’m smart, but that’s exactly what a stupid person would say. Therefore the only way to prove objectively that I am smart is to believe I am stupid, which is the one thing a stupid person would never do. Unfortunately reaching this conclusion makes me feel smart, which reintroduces the possibility that I may be stupid. I realize now that my only choice it to believe that I may or may not be stupid, and I don’t feel any way about that.

 

Solved, next question.

 

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Income Report

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My dad taught me how to stand up alone. My mom taught me how to love anybody. My oldest friend taught me how to stop and help when other people won’t. My sisters taught me how to forgive. My dogs taught me how to laugh at my own jokes. People along the way taught me how to change. And I taught myself that I can be invincible.

 
Rich and getting richer…

 

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We are so weird.

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First, the above illustration isn’t a dig at my parents, grandparents, or even family tree. Most of what I love about myself I get from my family (also probably why I’m crazy). I’ve always been disillusioned with patriotism and tradition though. I like objectivity. Why do anything just because it’s the way that it’s been done? I like change. I want to change always.

Now, America as examined by an alien:

Notes on planet X334:

1. Humans use expensive cut up rocks to pledge love to one another. Most don’t even contain color.

2. Humans made everything faster, yet work more than they used to in some masochistic cycle of death.

3. Humans who move at only 30 times the speed of walking greatly anger the humans moving at 31 times the speed of walking.

4. Humans spend time hiding things in boxes that are then immediately torn open by other humans.

5. They prefer humans who are smaller horizontally, but not vertically.

6. Humans all clear their heads and stare at a large striped cloth to music periodically.

7. Some humans express a moment of silence at dinner, possibly in reverence for all the animal death, plant death, and human slave labor that provided the meal. Most of which will be thrown away.

8. Many humans killing each other for pieces of paper with historical figures printed on them. When these prints aren’t available reading the wrong book will suffice.

9. The ones with colorful striped nooses around their neck seem to receive more respect.

10. They filter water many, many times before defecating in it.

Further observation pending.

 

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