Holy Hera 🪞🧿✨
@holyhera.bsky.social
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𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳
𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯.
Lover of grand illusions
and hard realities. 🖤
🔥 Alt: @velvetpantheon.bsky.social
🏛 More: https://beacons.ai/holyhera
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳
𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯.
Lover of grand illusions
and hard realities. 🖤
🔥 Alt: @velvetpantheon.bsky.social
🏛 More: https://beacons.ai/holyhera
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· Feb 9
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On this day, 35 years ago, my insane ass graced this world with my presence! Since I’m still new to the platform and intentionally didn’t bring any followers to this space, I figured I’d finally give you new friends a bit of context… a bit… 🧵
You don’t prove your worth to the world.
You only believe you do.
𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶
in aligned moments,
as quietly and effortlessly as breathing.
So quiet that it’s often unacknowledged by the ego,
which remains convinced there are bigger things to be done.
#ThoughtJournal
You only believe you do.
𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶
in aligned moments,
as quietly and effortlessly as breathing.
So quiet that it’s often unacknowledged by the ego,
which remains convinced there are bigger things to be done.
#ThoughtJournal
January 7, 2026 at 6:11 PM
You don’t prove your worth to the world.
You only believe you do.
𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶
in aligned moments,
as quietly and effortlessly as breathing.
So quiet that it’s often unacknowledged by the ego,
which remains convinced there are bigger things to be done.
#ThoughtJournal
You only believe you do.
𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶
in aligned moments,
as quietly and effortlessly as breathing.
So quiet that it’s often unacknowledged by the ego,
which remains convinced there are bigger things to be done.
#ThoughtJournal
I am a child in the night—
Betraying all instructions,
Traitor to my bed.
The pines all hum,
The maples groan,
And there’s a murmur
Calling me through
The deep, dark woods.
I won’t be back
By dawn.
So be it.
Perhaps I’ll
Never return...
#UnchainedSymphonies - Dawn
#Poetry #Poem #ThrowbackPoem
Betraying all instructions,
Traitor to my bed.
The pines all hum,
The maples groan,
And there’s a murmur
Calling me through
The deep, dark woods.
I won’t be back
By dawn.
So be it.
Perhaps I’ll
Never return...
#UnchainedSymphonies - Dawn
#Poetry #Poem #ThrowbackPoem
January 7, 2026 at 5:34 PM
I am a child in the night—
Betraying all instructions,
Traitor to my bed.
The pines all hum,
The maples groan,
And there’s a murmur
Calling me through
The deep, dark woods.
I won’t be back
By dawn.
So be it.
Perhaps I’ll
Never return...
#UnchainedSymphonies - Dawn
#Poetry #Poem #ThrowbackPoem
Betraying all instructions,
Traitor to my bed.
The pines all hum,
The maples groan,
And there’s a murmur
Calling me through
The deep, dark woods.
I won’t be back
By dawn.
So be it.
Perhaps I’ll
Never return...
#UnchainedSymphonies - Dawn
#Poetry #Poem #ThrowbackPoem
#DailyDelights
It is a GORGEOUS 60 degrees and sunny. 😍
My foot still isn’t fully functional, so I can’t go on a proper wander…
Instead I am vocally stimming in the woods.
I imagine the woodland creatures all around think I’ve either gone mad, or come around to sane. 😂
It is a GORGEOUS 60 degrees and sunny. 😍
My foot still isn’t fully functional, so I can’t go on a proper wander…
Instead I am vocally stimming in the woods.
I imagine the woodland creatures all around think I’ve either gone mad, or come around to sane. 😂
January 7, 2026 at 5:08 PM
#DailyDelights
It is a GORGEOUS 60 degrees and sunny. 😍
My foot still isn’t fully functional, so I can’t go on a proper wander…
Instead I am vocally stimming in the woods.
I imagine the woodland creatures all around think I’ve either gone mad, or come around to sane. 😂
It is a GORGEOUS 60 degrees and sunny. 😍
My foot still isn’t fully functional, so I can’t go on a proper wander…
Instead I am vocally stimming in the woods.
I imagine the woodland creatures all around think I’ve either gone mad, or come around to sane. 😂
I’ve got to stop trying to edit when my brain is soup. 😂😂
I’ll re-post my earlier thread again later… once I’ve cleaned it up properly. 😬
I’ll re-post my earlier thread again later… once I’ve cleaned it up properly. 😬
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January 7, 2026 at 4:53 PM
I’ve got to stop trying to edit when my brain is soup. 😂😂
I’ll re-post my earlier thread again later… once I’ve cleaned it up properly. 😬
I’ll re-post my earlier thread again later… once I’ve cleaned it up properly. 😬
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Dictionary of the Oldest Written Language–It Took 90 Years to Complete, and It’s Now Free Online
www.openculture.com/2026/01/dict...
#books #literature #language
www.openculture.com/2026/01/dict...
#books #literature #language
Dictionary of the Oldest Written Language–It Took 90 Years to Complete, and It’s Now Free Online
It took 90 years to complete. But, in 2011, scholars at the University of Chicago finally published a 21-volume dictionary of Akkadian, the language used in ancient Mesopotamia.
www.openculture.com
January 7, 2026 at 1:34 PM
Dictionary of the Oldest Written Language–It Took 90 Years to Complete, and It’s Now Free Online
www.openculture.com/2026/01/dict...
#books #literature #language
www.openculture.com/2026/01/dict...
#books #literature #language
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The Eiffel Tower woke up blanketed with snow this morning. #tuesdayvibe
January 6, 2026 at 5:57 PM
The Eiffel Tower woke up blanketed with snow this morning. #tuesdayvibe
The prism of light,
that reached each
and every corner.
The sound of church bells—
in my body,
wild, in reverent attention.
Left upriver.
My bones remember.
#Bravewrite- Wild
#BlueskyPoetry #SkyPoet
#Poetry #Poem #ThrowbackPoem
that reached each
and every corner.
The sound of church bells—
in my body,
wild, in reverent attention.
Left upriver.
My bones remember.
#Bravewrite- Wild
#BlueskyPoetry #SkyPoet
#Poetry #Poem #ThrowbackPoem
January 7, 2026 at 4:11 AM
The prism of light,
that reached each
and every corner.
The sound of church bells—
in my body,
wild, in reverent attention.
Left upriver.
My bones remember.
#Bravewrite- Wild
#BlueskyPoetry #SkyPoet
#Poetry #Poem #ThrowbackPoem
that reached each
and every corner.
The sound of church bells—
in my body,
wild, in reverent attention.
Left upriver.
My bones remember.
#Bravewrite- Wild
#BlueskyPoetry #SkyPoet
#Poetry #Poem #ThrowbackPoem
Quizzing me for proof,
that I’m truly what I seem—
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘩.
#HaikuChallenge - Faith
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#MicroPoem #3Lines #MicroPoetry
that I’m truly what I seem—
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘩.
#HaikuChallenge - Faith
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#MicroPoem #3Lines #MicroPoetry
January 7, 2026 at 3:10 AM
Quizzing me for proof,
that I’m truly what I seem—
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘩.
#HaikuChallenge - Faith
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#MicroPoem #3Lines #MicroPoetry
that I’m truly what I seem—
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘩.
#HaikuChallenge - Faith
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#MicroPoem #3Lines #MicroPoetry
I hear your ideals.
And I see the beliefs,
and behaviors you justify.
I’m not surprised
your mind is at war.
#Emoetry - Justified
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#BlueskyPoetry #ThrowbackPoem
And I see the beliefs,
and behaviors you justify.
I’m not surprised
your mind is at war.
#Emoetry - Justified
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#BlueskyPoetry #ThrowbackPoem
January 7, 2026 at 2:15 AM
I hear your ideals.
And I see the beliefs,
and behaviors you justify.
I’m not surprised
your mind is at war.
#Emoetry - Justified
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#BlueskyPoetry #ThrowbackPoem
And I see the beliefs,
and behaviors you justify.
I’m not surprised
your mind is at war.
#Emoetry - Justified
#Poetry #Poem #SkyPoet
#BlueskyPoetry #ThrowbackPoem
Sister,
I can tell you
that it will all be okay...
but we'll both know
it's only a half-truth
to your heart.
All you can do
is grow,
let go,
and know
that you have
yourself.
And that I've felt
a pain not unlike yours.
And I've survived,
but I understand.
#PennedStricken - Pain
#Poetry #Poem
I can tell you
that it will all be okay...
but we'll both know
it's only a half-truth
to your heart.
All you can do
is grow,
let go,
and know
that you have
yourself.
And that I've felt
a pain not unlike yours.
And I've survived,
but I understand.
#PennedStricken - Pain
#Poetry #Poem
January 7, 2026 at 1:45 AM
Sister,
I can tell you
that it will all be okay...
but we'll both know
it's only a half-truth
to your heart.
All you can do
is grow,
let go,
and know
that you have
yourself.
And that I've felt
a pain not unlike yours.
And I've survived,
but I understand.
#PennedStricken - Pain
#Poetry #Poem
I can tell you
that it will all be okay...
but we'll both know
it's only a half-truth
to your heart.
All you can do
is grow,
let go,
and know
that you have
yourself.
And that I've felt
a pain not unlike yours.
And I've survived,
but I understand.
#PennedStricken - Pain
#Poetry #Poem
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April 8, 2025 at 12:15 AM
Rage-fueled carelessness,
an animal off his leash,
fetid stench of fear.
#HaikuHorrorPrompt - Fetid
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#SkyPoet #BlueskyPoetry #MicroPoem
an animal off his leash,
fetid stench of fear.
#HaikuHorrorPrompt - Fetid
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#SkyPoet #BlueskyPoetry #MicroPoem
January 7, 2026 at 1:08 AM
Rage-fueled carelessness,
an animal off his leash,
fetid stench of fear.
#HaikuHorrorPrompt - Fetid
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#SkyPoet #BlueskyPoetry #MicroPoem
an animal off his leash,
fetid stench of fear.
#HaikuHorrorPrompt - Fetid
#Haiku #Senryu #Poetry #Poem
#SkyPoet #BlueskyPoetry #MicroPoem
“Hey, [girl he likes] said her favorite thing was Cherry Coke. Can we go to the store and get her a big bottle for her birthday on Friday?” -9
“Only if you sing the chica cherry Cola song at her.” - Me
“What’s that?” -9
*Plays Savage Garden*
“MOTHER. This song is ancient. She won’t get it.” 💀😂
“Only if you sing the chica cherry Cola song at her.” - Me
“What’s that?” -9
*Plays Savage Garden*
“MOTHER. This song is ancient. She won’t get it.” 💀😂
Savage Garden - I Want You (Official Video)
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January 7, 2026 at 12:26 AM
“Hey, [girl he likes] said her favorite thing was Cherry Coke. Can we go to the store and get her a big bottle for her birthday on Friday?” -9
“Only if you sing the chica cherry Cola song at her.” - Me
“What’s that?” -9
*Plays Savage Garden*
“MOTHER. This song is ancient. She won’t get it.” 💀😂
“Only if you sing the chica cherry Cola song at her.” - Me
“What’s that?” -9
*Plays Savage Garden*
“MOTHER. This song is ancient. She won’t get it.” 💀😂
No one:
No one at all:
“Would you disown me if I caught a fish and ate its eyeball raw?” - 9
“…… Probably.” - Me
“Yeah… I’d disown you if you did that too.”
K. 😂
Glad we cleared that up.
#Parenting
No one at all:
“Would you disown me if I caught a fish and ate its eyeball raw?” - 9
“…… Probably.” - Me
“Yeah… I’d disown you if you did that too.”
K. 😂
Glad we cleared that up.
#Parenting
January 6, 2026 at 11:39 PM
No one:
No one at all:
“Would you disown me if I caught a fish and ate its eyeball raw?” - 9
“…… Probably.” - Me
“Yeah… I’d disown you if you did that too.”
K. 😂
Glad we cleared that up.
#Parenting
No one at all:
“Would you disown me if I caught a fish and ate its eyeball raw?” - 9
“…… Probably.” - Me
“Yeah… I’d disown you if you did that too.”
K. 😂
Glad we cleared that up.
#Parenting
First, decide to understand and accept human nature as it is.
Learn through self-examination.
Do this with curiosity instead of pre-programmed moral posturing and you will understand why people are the way they are.
You won’t wonder. You’ll know.
The world spins regardless.
#ThoughtJournal
Learn through self-examination.
Do this with curiosity instead of pre-programmed moral posturing and you will understand why people are the way they are.
You won’t wonder. You’ll know.
The world spins regardless.
#ThoughtJournal
January 6, 2026 at 10:42 PM
First, decide to understand and accept human nature as it is.
Learn through self-examination.
Do this with curiosity instead of pre-programmed moral posturing and you will understand why people are the way they are.
You won’t wonder. You’ll know.
The world spins regardless.
#ThoughtJournal
Learn through self-examination.
Do this with curiosity instead of pre-programmed moral posturing and you will understand why people are the way they are.
You won’t wonder. You’ll know.
The world spins regardless.
#ThoughtJournal
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January 6, 2026 at 5:32 PM
Every cell in my body agrees.
I can’t even begin to describe how, in hindsight, everything I am is a product of the books (and other entertainment) I engaged with throughout my entire life, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.
#ThoughtJournal
I can’t even begin to describe how, in hindsight, everything I am is a product of the books (and other entertainment) I engaged with throughout my entire life, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.
#ThoughtJournal
January 6, 2026 at 5:35 PM
Every cell in my body agrees.
I can’t even begin to describe how, in hindsight, everything I am is a product of the books (and other entertainment) I engaged with throughout my entire life, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.
#ThoughtJournal
I can’t even begin to describe how, in hindsight, everything I am is a product of the books (and other entertainment) I engaged with throughout my entire life, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.
#ThoughtJournal
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The sea froze and made snow
January 5, 2026 at 4:44 PM
The sea froze and made snow
What once felt like an assigned exercise now reads as something closer to a premonition, turned personal witness statement about my own experience in reuniting with myself— awkward. Unsteady. Quiet. Uncomfortable. Slow. Skeptical. Painful. 𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭. 🧵
#ThoughtJournal #Poetry
#MicroMemoir #Booksky
#ThoughtJournal #Poetry
#MicroMemoir #Booksky
January 6, 2026 at 2:10 PM
What once felt like an assigned exercise now reads as something closer to a premonition, turned personal witness statement about my own experience in reuniting with myself— awkward. Unsteady. Quiet. Uncomfortable. Slow. Skeptical. Painful. 𝘏𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭. 🧵
#ThoughtJournal #Poetry
#MicroMemoir #Booksky
#ThoughtJournal #Poetry
#MicroMemoir #Booksky
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[H]uman beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but that life obliges them to give birth to themselves.~Gabriel García Márquez
January 5, 2026 at 11:45 PM
[H]uman beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but that life obliges them to give birth to themselves.~Gabriel García Márquez
Humans are always negotiating the unseen spaces between one another.
The real work is not in bridging every gap, but in noticing the architecture of our shared illusions. 🧵
#ThoughtJournal #MicroMemoir #Relationships
The real work is not in bridging every gap, but in noticing the architecture of our shared illusions. 🧵
#ThoughtJournal #MicroMemoir #Relationships
January 6, 2026 at 12:19 AM
Humans are always negotiating the unseen spaces between one another.
The real work is not in bridging every gap, but in noticing the architecture of our shared illusions. 🧵
#ThoughtJournal #MicroMemoir #Relationships
The real work is not in bridging every gap, but in noticing the architecture of our shared illusions. 🧵
#ThoughtJournal #MicroMemoir #Relationships
January 5, 2026 at 11:57 PM
The human nervous system trusts what is predictable... not necessarily what is true or preferable.
So if you’re used to being right about things going wrong, that's a nervous system pattern.
And it is either accelerating or braking through your objective reality. 🧠
#ThoughtJournal
So if you’re used to being right about things going wrong, that's a nervous system pattern.
And it is either accelerating or braking through your objective reality. 🧠
#ThoughtJournal
January 5, 2026 at 10:50 PM
The human nervous system trusts what is predictable... not necessarily what is true or preferable.
So if you’re used to being right about things going wrong, that's a nervous system pattern.
And it is either accelerating or braking through your objective reality. 🧠
#ThoughtJournal
So if you’re used to being right about things going wrong, that's a nervous system pattern.
And it is either accelerating or braking through your objective reality. 🧠
#ThoughtJournal
Personal growth does not pay dividends in shallow, performance-based economies.
That means choosing to not only separate yourself from safe spaces but actively choosing to align with people and spaces where friction and unpredictability are inevitable.
It really is a hard sell.
#ThoughtJournal
That means choosing to not only separate yourself from safe spaces but actively choosing to align with people and spaces where friction and unpredictability are inevitable.
It really is a hard sell.
#ThoughtJournal
January 5, 2026 at 8:34 PM
Personal growth does not pay dividends in shallow, performance-based economies.
That means choosing to not only separate yourself from safe spaces but actively choosing to align with people and spaces where friction and unpredictability are inevitable.
It really is a hard sell.
#ThoughtJournal
That means choosing to not only separate yourself from safe spaces but actively choosing to align with people and spaces where friction and unpredictability are inevitable.
It really is a hard sell.
#ThoughtJournal
Old realities collapse—
crumbling shale
along the mountainside.
Flaking off
with gusts of wind,
and rain,
and
gravity.
There is no
𝘰𝘯𝘦
magic moment—
only fragments
of moments
that you believe.
And the world
rearranges itself—
slow-motion pixels
across a screen.
#ThingstoWriteAbout
#Poetry
crumbling shale
along the mountainside.
Flaking off
with gusts of wind,
and rain,
and
gravity.
There is no
𝘰𝘯𝘦
magic moment—
only fragments
of moments
that you believe.
And the world
rearranges itself—
slow-motion pixels
across a screen.
#ThingstoWriteAbout
#Poetry
January 5, 2026 at 7:22 PM
Old realities collapse—
crumbling shale
along the mountainside.
Flaking off
with gusts of wind,
and rain,
and
gravity.
There is no
𝘰𝘯𝘦
magic moment—
only fragments
of moments
that you believe.
And the world
rearranges itself—
slow-motion pixels
across a screen.
#ThingstoWriteAbout
#Poetry
crumbling shale
along the mountainside.
Flaking off
with gusts of wind,
and rain,
and
gravity.
There is no
𝘰𝘯𝘦
magic moment—
only fragments
of moments
that you believe.
And the world
rearranges itself—
slow-motion pixels
across a screen.
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