Written Away
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Written Landscapes, Quotes, and Poetry for the sake of art, escapism, and simple joys
"You are not here to serve the illusion.
The illusion is here to serve you."
The illusion is here to serve you."
November 11, 2025 at 11:43 AM
"You are not here to serve the illusion.
The illusion is here to serve you."
The illusion is here to serve you."
"Love gives naught but itself and takes
naught but from itself.
Love possesses not nor would it be
possessed;
For love is sufficient unto love."
- Kahlil Gibran
naught but from itself.
Love possesses not nor would it be
possessed;
For love is sufficient unto love."
- Kahlil Gibran
October 21, 2025 at 11:50 PM
"Love gives naught but itself and takes
naught but from itself.
Love possesses not nor would it be
possessed;
For love is sufficient unto love."
- Kahlil Gibran
naught but from itself.
Love possesses not nor would it be
possessed;
For love is sufficient unto love."
- Kahlil Gibran
"...but if in your fear, you would seek only love's peace & only love's pleasure, then it is better that you cover your nakedness & pass out of love's threshing-floor --
into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter and you shall weep, but not all of your tears..."
into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter and you shall weep, but not all of your tears..."
October 21, 2025 at 11:49 PM
"...but if in your fear, you would seek only love's peace & only love's pleasure, then it is better that you cover your nakedness & pass out of love's threshing-floor --
into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter and you shall weep, but not all of your tears..."
into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter and you shall weep, but not all of your tears..."
“The impediment to action advances action. What stands in the way becomes the way.”
― Marcus Aurelius
― Marcus Aurelius
September 10, 2025 at 8:47 AM
“The impediment to action advances action. What stands in the way becomes the way.”
― Marcus Aurelius
― Marcus Aurelius
“Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them.”
― Marcus Aurelius
― Marcus Aurelius
September 10, 2025 at 8:43 AM
“Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them.”
― Marcus Aurelius
― Marcus Aurelius
Accidentally locked myself out of my account! haha.
Fixed it up, though
Fixed it up, though
September 10, 2025 at 8:41 AM
Accidentally locked myself out of my account! haha.
Fixed it up, though
Fixed it up, though
I should schedule these to spread them out a bit. Sometimes you remember a things in a big burst and then your mind goes quiet for a month, I can't help it. lol
is there a scheduling option on Bluesky? maybe not yet? idk :P
is there a scheduling option on Bluesky? maybe not yet? idk :P
March 14, 2025 at 12:32 PM
I should schedule these to spread them out a bit. Sometimes you remember a things in a big burst and then your mind goes quiet for a month, I can't help it. lol
is there a scheduling option on Bluesky? maybe not yet? idk :P
is there a scheduling option on Bluesky? maybe not yet? idk :P
"The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater."
- Tolkien
- Tolkien
March 14, 2025 at 12:31 PM
"The world is indeed full of peril, and in it there are many dark places; but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater."
- Tolkien
- Tolkien
"...when the sun is getting lower
Then the highway marks the graves
And the taillights, they circle
Like the roses of an infinite bouquet
And everybody leaves taillights
For the grey ghosts of railways and candle holders..."
- Emmy The Great
Then the highway marks the graves
And the taillights, they circle
Like the roses of an infinite bouquet
And everybody leaves taillights
For the grey ghosts of railways and candle holders..."
- Emmy The Great
Exit Night / Juliet's Theme
YouTube video by Emmy the Great - Topic
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March 14, 2025 at 12:29 PM
"...when the sun is getting lower
Then the highway marks the graves
And the taillights, they circle
Like the roses of an infinite bouquet
And everybody leaves taillights
For the grey ghosts of railways and candle holders..."
- Emmy The Great
Then the highway marks the graves
And the taillights, they circle
Like the roses of an infinite bouquet
And everybody leaves taillights
For the grey ghosts of railways and candle holders..."
- Emmy The Great
There's a ton of genuinely beautiful poetry -- that I think doesn't get the appreciation it deserves -- hidden away in those lyrics that speak to people and make you re-listen to that verse again and again. Just... beautifully, perfectly, cleverly written lines.
March 14, 2025 at 12:28 PM
There's a ton of genuinely beautiful poetry -- that I think doesn't get the appreciation it deserves -- hidden away in those lyrics that speak to people and make you re-listen to that verse again and again. Just... beautifully, perfectly, cleverly written lines.
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"I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend.”
- Faramir (Tolkien)
- Faramir (Tolkien)
a man with long hair and a beard has the words i did what i judged to be right below him
ALT: a man with long hair and a beard has the words i did what i judged to be right below him
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March 5, 2025 at 7:48 PM
"I do not love the bright sword for its sharpness, nor the arrow for its swiftness, nor the warrior for his glory. I love only that which they defend.”
- Faramir (Tolkien)
- Faramir (Tolkien)
Instructions For A Bad Day
Spoken poem, by Shane Koyczan
Spoken poem, by Shane Koyczan
Instructions For A Bad Day | Shane Koyczan Poem | Motivational Words
YouTube video by Chandan Kumar Mandal
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March 1, 2025 at 7:15 PM
Instructions For A Bad Day
Spoken poem, by Shane Koyczan
Spoken poem, by Shane Koyczan
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Longing for the more beautiful world our hearts know is possible
February 24, 2025 at 11:59 AM
Longing for the more beautiful world our hearts know is possible
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I want to finish my book
(people are dying)
I want to see my friends
(people are dying)
I want a hug
(people are dying)
I want (people are dying) to see more of the world
(people are dying)
I (people are dying) I think I'm (people are dying)
I see... No justice, No peace... & it goes both ways
(people are dying)
I want to see my friends
(people are dying)
I want a hug
(people are dying)
I want (people are dying) to see more of the world
(people are dying)
I (people are dying) I think I'm (people are dying)
I see... No justice, No peace... & it goes both ways
February 21, 2025 at 2:46 AM
I want to finish my book
(people are dying)
I want to see my friends
(people are dying)
I want a hug
(people are dying)
I want (people are dying) to see more of the world
(people are dying)
I (people are dying) I think I'm (people are dying)
I see... No justice, No peace... & it goes both ways
(people are dying)
I want to see my friends
(people are dying)
I want a hug
(people are dying)
I want (people are dying) to see more of the world
(people are dying)
I (people are dying) I think I'm (people are dying)
I see... No justice, No peace... & it goes both ways
18 years ago
and it's more relevant than ever
and it's more relevant than ever
richard shindell "fishing"
YouTube video by r christopher Vest
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February 19, 2025 at 7:29 AM
18 years ago
and it's more relevant than ever
and it's more relevant than ever
Do not let your spirit wane.
Gang of Youths - Do Not Let Your Spirit Wane [Sub español + Lyrics]
YouTube video by Phoenix Girl 2
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February 19, 2025 at 4:44 AM
Do not let your spirit wane.
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Reposted by Written Away
Hold the gold,
Sift the dirt,
but in the end
it is all earth.
- 2014
Sift the dirt,
but in the end
it is all earth.
- 2014
February 10, 2025 at 3:09 PM
Hold the gold,
Sift the dirt,
but in the end
it is all earth.
- 2014
Sift the dirt,
but in the end
it is all earth.
- 2014
I want to get lost, very lost
Let these roads pull me in,
twist me up beside my skin,
tug me loose and into strands
the ones that make up who I am;
the very same that tie my hands
- 2014
Let these roads pull me in,
twist me up beside my skin,
tug me loose and into strands
the ones that make up who I am;
the very same that tie my hands
- 2014
February 10, 2025 at 3:05 PM
I want to get lost, very lost
Let these roads pull me in,
twist me up beside my skin,
tug me loose and into strands
the ones that make up who I am;
the very same that tie my hands
- 2014
Let these roads pull me in,
twist me up beside my skin,
tug me loose and into strands
the ones that make up who I am;
the very same that tie my hands
- 2014
"I feel like a crumpled paper; stomach in knots, frail and un-useful. Turned in upon itself."
- 2013
- 2013
February 10, 2025 at 3:02 PM
"I feel like a crumpled paper; stomach in knots, frail and un-useful. Turned in upon itself."
- 2013
- 2013
I want to eat bright red raspberries in that golden sun saved for movie sets, out somewhere far enough into the grassy planes that you would lose your breath twenty times running to reach us
- 2013
- 2013
February 10, 2025 at 2:59 PM
I want to eat bright red raspberries in that golden sun saved for movie sets, out somewhere far enough into the grassy planes that you would lose your breath twenty times running to reach us
- 2013
- 2013
By a crackling fire we share a warm pot of stew -- hearty and rich and rejuvenating. Cats play on the floor and nightingales sing beyond the window.
There's no work tomorrow, so we stay awake deep into a night of laughter, games, and telling stories.
There's no work tomorrow, so we stay awake deep into a night of laughter, games, and telling stories.
February 9, 2025 at 9:04 AM
By a crackling fire we share a warm pot of stew -- hearty and rich and rejuvenating. Cats play on the floor and nightingales sing beyond the window.
There's no work tomorrow, so we stay awake deep into a night of laughter, games, and telling stories.
There's no work tomorrow, so we stay awake deep into a night of laughter, games, and telling stories.