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Thomas Michael
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Formerly @Bell_Chimes_In of Twitter 😒
Millennial Elder Gay, Icon, Poet, Lover… 😂

Current Project: “On Tides of Darkness and Starlight” 💛✨💛

Panis et circenses: soli avari et stulti mortem celebrant.
Pinned
In this House (and on this Page) we believe:
Black Lives Matter
Love is Love
Science is Real
INTERSECTIONAL FEMINISM is for EVERYONE
No Human is Illegal
Kindness is Everything
BUT
F*ck Nazis, Fascists, Bigots, and the Patriarchy!
In the morning, Koan woke up alone in bed. He rummaged through the dressers until he found a comfy cream tunic and a pair of loose drawstring pants, then padded down to the kitchen.
“I stole some clothes,” he said.
Matthias looked up and smiled. “Oh, very #boho.”
“Very what?” Koan replied.
#vss365
Far from peonies on the doorstep & champagne for breakfast, boho poets versify the beads of existence into lifelines for wayward hearts. A kind of helm meant to face far-worn tides. This is where I set mine down. Thank you for letting me steer awhile.

#vss365 #prompt Dec 15 #boho
📸 M. Kate
December 16, 2025 at 8:08 AM
Days turned to weeks, filled with council briefings and Protectorate steering committees. A trudge of #monotonous, bureaucratic atrophy.
Amer found herself longing for her quiet analyst days. Divine’s Breath; or even her time as an archival clerk, which had previously been her dullest job.
#vss365
The day repeats itself. Minutes align exactly as they did before. Thin musings coil in monotonous circles, avoiding any deviation. Yet a slight notion pretends that sameness, like a clematis, might pouf away with whatever breeze happens to pass.

#vss365 #prompt Dec 14 #monotonous
December 15, 2025 at 5:44 AM
Thirty-Three’s grin was cold and vicious. “Look at you, Little Star: here at the #apogee of your existence. So far from the heart of One’s empire, and so very close to my own radiance.”
Koan felt the Darkness surge within him. “I have already destroyed one god; I’m confident I can take you.”
#vss365
In the parlor of the inherited home, the blank page seemed to reach its own apogee. She touched the paper, sensing a cargo of twilight. Suddenly, the walls grew oddly unfamiliar. The break at the apex carried farther than the golden hour could hold.

#vss365 #prompt Dec 13 #apogee

🖼️ O. Zhelezniak
December 14, 2025 at 7:39 AM
A few hours later, it was over. The Almighty left the capital on His great solar ship bound for the galactic core, His #successor named before the 563rd Celestine Council.
Amer had been escorted to a private suite to refresh before joining the celebrations.
She had little desire to do so.
#vss365
Autumn will soon be declared officially dead. It did its best. Or at least existed. But the real headline is its successor. Not due for nine days yet already stomping and chilling around. Utterly unfazed. Frankly, even the paperwork has better manners.

#vss365 #prompt Dec 12 #successor
December 13, 2025 at 7:10 AM
The Protectorate continued to infest the Far Ring, seizing weapons, terraforming equipment, and jump-gate cores. Medicines were #illicit cargo: the sick were remanded to Protectorate clinics, where their release was anything but guaranteed, and “rogue” doctors and healers were criminals now.
#vss365
Writers belonging lies in thresholds of air. In doorways. In the halt. They root themselves in living & leaving. On the horizon that stings & the proximity that steadies. Their chosen ground is the almost illicit border where worlds blur. Or begin.

#vss365 #prompt Dec 11 #illicit
🖼️ Liminal Gallery
December 12, 2025 at 6:25 AM
“I see this chonker of a scrub hauler get hit with lightning and go dark. But the pilot brings ‘er down smooth as anything, hitting the auxiliary engines and landing like it was a warm spring day,” Tana said, looking over at Euphie. “And that was it. I was completely and utterly #bewitched.”
#vss365
She would like to be the little girl again who skips rope, inventing a vault perfectly sized to the body that flips within it, bewitched by her own motion.

#vss365 #prompt December 10 #bewitched

📸 Rudolf Koppitz
December 11, 2025 at 6:35 AM
The clang of her steps against the stone sent courtiers and servants alike fleeing, but that knowledge was small #consolation in the face of this new situation.
Matthias hadn’t caused the disaster at Locebos. And there were only five beings powerful enough to have done so, including herself.
#vss365
At times a reluctant glance passes and something numinous enters the moment offering a brief consolation before returning to whatever called it forth. Even as its imprint belongs to a time we never lived, the ache settles into a softer contour.

#vss365 #prompt Dec 9 #consolation

📸 M. Batich
December 10, 2025 at 8:33 AM
Reposted by Thomas Michael
Trump: "Ilhan Omar, whatever the hell her name is. With her little turban. I love her. She comes in, does nothing but bitch ... we ought to get her the hell out ... she's here illegally."

The crowd in Pennsylvania then starts chanting "send her back!"
December 10, 2025 at 1:35 AM
Remy went out, leaving Koan to himself. Despite having no desire to speak on what he was feeling, a #soliloquy of rage and frustration still played out in the galley as Koan paced. The loss of his regenerative abilities. The seizures and outbursts. The scars that now laced half of his body.
#vss365
From scraps of silence trembling beside sudden bursts of thought, a story we have long feared begins to gather. Farewell to the hesitant preludes! Make a place for a raw soliloquy. What was stifled has finally found the ribs to break through.

#vss365 #prompt December 8 #soliloquy #art ~ Lily
December 9, 2025 at 8:04 AM
One’s face contorted in horror as he struggled to escape. “What are you doing?!”
Koan’s voice was both distant and thunderous. “I am accessing the power of #Magenta,” he replied, his eyes a shifting galaxy of indigo, violet, and red.
“Th-there is no Magenta!”
Koan smiled. “There is for me.”
#vss365
A magenta cloud rises
against the ebony sky
It's day’s last breath
Midnight is being born
What artist-soul climbs
to light the world
and turn our gaze
from its rounded weight?
Perhaps so
we might look upward
and, past our fears,
move more freely?

#vss365 #prompt December 7 #magenta
December 8, 2025 at 6:06 AM
To Koan, the stone glowed with thousands of tiny specks of light. As he got closer, a projection erupted out, filling the room with twinkling stars and nebulae.
“Like the particles I see behind my eyes,” he whispered.
And through some inscrutable #augury, Koan knew where it was leading him.
#vss365
Where the tides
of poetry reach
the breath waits
On sombre waters
we cradle
the last augury of flare
Winds can be tasted
Salt keeps its vigil
Far off
the struggle thins
A hidden shore receives
a muffled longing
There
the land speaks
only with intent

#vss365 #prompt December 6 #augury
December 7, 2025 at 7:12 AM
Amer stared at the mirror, trying to determine what she didn’t like; what was so off.
Her hair was pulled away from her face with delicate gold ornaments, tresses spilling down the back. The vermillion gown was a #chic twist on the traditional coronation dress. But none of it felt like her.
#vss365
Chic cannot be taught. It's effortless and spontaneous. Yet it's self-aware and in that it borders on taste. Thus, the line between elegance and affectation is razor-thin. Refinement may remain elegant but once pretense begins chic ends.

#vss365 #prompt Dec 5 #chic

🖼️ D. Azzato
December 6, 2025 at 9:42 AM
Remy spent his days, and often nights, scouring the umbranet for traces of Saphareal. The last confirmed location was an outpost in the Tyvus-Coekodia Arm; farther out would be near impossible to track.
Koan had his own #vespertine activities, but the kid seemed to avoid any serious trouble.
#vss365
At vespertine hour, when tired feet find shelter & the routine mask slips away, we become afterlight seekers. Dusk nudges the tongue, letting slivers of inner weather thicken into ink. There, the mind at last has room to say what it has carried all day.

#vss365 #prompt December 4 #vespertine
December 5, 2025 at 7:42 AM
“Why’d you do that?” Koan demanded.
“He hit you,” Matthias replied.
Koan stared at him blankly.
“So I… you know, kicked his ass,” Matthias said.
“I needed him conscious,” Koan said, rubbing his jaw.
“Oh. I was trying to be #chivalrous,” Matthias threw up his hands.
“Yes yes, very gallant…”
#vss365
Deliberation shapes the words pulling close the truths that ache to be understood. Yet they come alive only when someone meets them. Between giver and receiver, the conduit completes its arc. There is something chivalrous in it. Undeniably so.

#vss365 #prompt December 3rd #chivalrous

📸 S. Corso
December 4, 2025 at 7:51 AM
Reposted by Thomas Michael
The government has asked for the grand jury materials to be released as part of the law requiring the Epstein files to be made public.
Ghislaine Maxwell Claims She’d Suffer ‘Severe’ Harm If Grand Jury Records Are Released In Epstein Files
The government has asked for the grand jury materials to be released as part of the law requiring the Epstein files to be made public.
www.forbes.com
December 3, 2025 at 9:00 PM
Ahead was the unnamed planet, awash with blues and hints of green. Starboard lay the twinkling multitudes of stars that comprised their galaxy, bright but distant from this little system. But portside was simply an #aphotic expanse.
“Is this truly the edge of everything?” Koan said shakily.
#vss365
In poetry & prose, light often stirs as sight begins to loosen. What the world keeps at its surface slips inward, settling into aphotic depths that draw forth another illumination. Soft & unlike anything the eye alone can find.

The #vss365 #prompt for December 2nd: #aphotic
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December 3, 2025 at 6:51 AM
Where Aarush was the wise one, and Reyansh was the meticulous one (an insufferable quibbler), Karthika was undoubtedly the #suave and charismatic one among them.
But what am I? Amer often wondered. She wasn’t as open as Karthika, nor as sage as Aarush. And hopefully not as fussy as Reyansh.
#vss365
At first light
the dream rises
leaving a suave trace
in the air
I begin there
inviting you to follow
wherever the words
may open…

The #vss365 prompt for December 1st: #suave

Happy writing! ✨✍️

📸 Y. Jolie
December 2, 2025 at 6:15 AM
Koan stared at the reliefs. “I’ve never heard of Them.”
Remy shrugged. “Doesn’t surprise me. The #last mortals who knew these myths died out millennia ago. And an earlier incarnation of the Protectorate scrubbed the galaxy of Their shrines some centuries ago. Not exactly common knowledge.”
#vss365
Thank you for being here, thank U for responding to the prompts & last of all
B happy
B healthy
B you
Because Health Matters & YOU matter 🫂

A #last reminder 2 follow the talented @sanjar.bsky.social your host from 1-15 Dec posting time 8amGMT

The #vss365 #prompt for 30 Nov #Last
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December 1, 2025 at 5:08 AM
Nidhi gave Amer’s hand a small squeeze. “I don’t know. What #matters is that you are a new voice in the galaxy. *The* new voice.” Nidhi got quiet, and she gripped Amer’s hand tighter. “Think of what you can accomplish. All the people you could help: gods and mortals… especially the mortals.”
#vss365
On reflection what is more important than family & health?
Health Matters We matter You matter
What truly matters to you?

I ask myself what can I do today 2 make a difference 2 my life tomorrow? What can I start right now that matters

The #vss365 #prompt for 29 Nov #matters
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November 30, 2025 at 5:41 AM
It was late Spring of Galactic Year 85119, set by the rhythm of E’kahm, the god-planet, and twice as many checkpoints monitored fevers as they did contraband.
The Ministry of #Health stated that the use of isolating re-breathers, even with symptoms, allowed free travel. No one believed that.
#vss365
What’s a boost 4 my health I ask - reading your inspiring writes adds a lift to my day

Health is diff things 2 diff people - some do things that aren’t legal!

But-at the end of the day
Natures the boost 4 me
The best things in life R free

The #vss365 #prompt for 27 Nov #Health
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November 29, 2025 at 3:29 AM
Months passed, and Koan found that Remy’s training wasn’t just grueling: it was exhilarating. He could blend in with crowds and add quick deviations and a little pickpocketing. He was #learning about munitions, ships, and sharpshooting.
He hadn’t realized how dull and meek his life had been.
#vss365
What is clear as day, I have learned, is that the skill & knowledge within this community, is immeasurable. thank you for sharing

Here’s a quote that made me think …
Live as if you were to die tomorrow.
Learn as if you were to live forever M. Gandhi

The #vss365 #prompt for 27 Nov #learning
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November 28, 2025 at 5:53 AM
The last of the microthread came away from his thigh with a snap, and he pressed the final bit to the transpa-steel window.
Koan’s naked #reflection stared back at him, and he suddenly wasn’t as sure of his exit strategy.
There was a banging at the door. “Commander? Commander?!”
Time to go.
#vss365
I’m nearing the end of my time as your host & on reflection, reading your responses has prompted me reflect on how humbled I am 2B part of this supportive community.

Sometimes life challenges & I can feel lost, reflection helps me stay grounded

The #vss365 #prompt for 26 Nov #Reflection
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November 27, 2025 at 3:53 AM
“So that’s the mission,” Remy said, kicking his feet onto the desk. “Return successfully, and I promise-“
“I’ll be full partner,” Koan stated.
“-I promise-“
“And I choose my nicknames.”
“-I PROMISE- complete faith in you,” Remy finished. “Oh, and you’re being #timed.”
“Fcvk!” Koan raced out.
#vss365
I’m finding time is flying by as I read your prompts, which leads me to the T in a SMART goal. T is for timed

If I go on holiday, I plan exactly where I’m going & what time I’ll get there. Time helps me focus & with the way my mind works that’s a 👍

The #vss365 #prompt for 25 Nov #Timed
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November 26, 2025 at 3:58 AM
Karthika strode into the chamber; their authority set the room reeling. “Well-met, Eminence Amera’danta,” they said with a soft smile. Karthika flopped onto a cushioned chaise, and a steward knelt to whisper #relevant debriefs to their ear.
Amer looked away, feeling like an intrusive child.
#vss365
#vss365 ‘ers you are fabulous-yesterdays writing was bang on relevant, which leads on nicely to asking, is my goal relevant…

Is it worthwhile to me? Is it indeed my goal, or has it been forced upon me by someone else?

The #vss365 #prompt for 24 Nov #Relevant.

#vss365
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November 25, 2025 at 4:30 AM
The holo-model glowed to life, detailing a sector in the Far-Ring.
Nidhi pulled up her model. “A magnetar consuming a super-dense dwarf star, perhaps 800 years ago.”
“But that combination of variables hardly seems #achievable, given the sustained life in the surrounding systems,” Amer said.
#vss365
Wow! Isn’t it incredible what can be achieved with just one word! Which leads me on to ask, what next?

What about this goal, is it right for me?
Is it too challenging or too easy?
Have I unlocked my potential?
Is it achievable?

The #vss365 #prompt for 23 Nov is #Achievable
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November 24, 2025 at 2:35 AM