Joshua Marino
@joshuamarino.bsky.social
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
he/him
he/him
My recommendation to my friends & followers is to delete Facebook, Instagram, Threads and Messenger permanently.
Your life will be the better for it.
Your life will be the better for it.
January 7, 2025 at 8:12 PM
My recommendation to my friends & followers is to delete Facebook, Instagram, Threads and Messenger permanently.
Your life will be the better for it.
Your life will be the better for it.
fuckity fuck let’s fuckin do this I guess.
It could be worse. It could be Tucker Carlson.
It could be worse. It could be Tucker Carlson.
November 20, 2024 at 3:31 AM
fuckity fuck let’s fuckin do this I guess.
It could be worse. It could be Tucker Carlson.
It could be worse. It could be Tucker Carlson.
if darkness hides the evergreen
let her lie in shadow now, but just
until the day breaks upon
her face
and radiance
overcomes our desolation.
/5
let her lie in shadow now, but just
until the day breaks upon
her face
and radiance
overcomes our desolation.
/5
November 15, 2024 at 2:38 AM
if darkness hides the evergreen
let her lie in shadow now, but just
until the day breaks upon
her face
and radiance
overcomes our desolation.
/5
let her lie in shadow now, but just
until the day breaks upon
her face
and radiance
overcomes our desolation.
/5
the small things of tomorrow
they our mystic company
our siblings,
joyous fellowship
only spoken of in future tense
and pregnant hesitation
to speak one’s hope
could kill it
/4
they our mystic company
our siblings,
joyous fellowship
only spoken of in future tense
and pregnant hesitation
to speak one’s hope
could kill it
/4
November 15, 2024 at 2:38 AM
the small things of tomorrow
they our mystic company
our siblings,
joyous fellowship
only spoken of in future tense
and pregnant hesitation
to speak one’s hope
could kill it
/4
they our mystic company
our siblings,
joyous fellowship
only spoken of in future tense
and pregnant hesitation
to speak one’s hope
could kill it
/4
in darkness we find ourselves
alone, we bind ourselves to hope
to the others of our longing
the whispers of what could have been
but is not,
cannot be
in darkness the small things grow
that power cannot reach
can not yet crush
can not see
/3
alone, we bind ourselves to hope
to the others of our longing
the whispers of what could have been
but is not,
cannot be
in darkness the small things grow
that power cannot reach
can not yet crush
can not see
/3
November 15, 2024 at 2:38 AM
in darkness we find ourselves
alone, we bind ourselves to hope
to the others of our longing
the whispers of what could have been
but is not,
cannot be
in darkness the small things grow
that power cannot reach
can not yet crush
can not see
/3
alone, we bind ourselves to hope
to the others of our longing
the whispers of what could have been
but is not,
cannot be
in darkness the small things grow
that power cannot reach
can not yet crush
can not see
/3