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marcpaters0n @marcpaters0n.bsky.social · Jul 31
My man Jason is confronting cancer. If you can help at all, cheers.

I'll post a link below.
marcpaters0n.bsky.social
Jason is fighting cancer and could do with a little help if you're able:
youtube.com/shorts/VeHbK...
Cancer. Twins. And a race against time 👀
YouTube video by Jason Arnopp's Terrifying House Of Obsession
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August 13, 2025 at 8:12 PM
marcpaters0n.bsky.social
My man Jason is confronting cancer. If you can help at all, cheers.

I'll post a link below.
July 31, 2025 at 11:58 AM
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bethanyblack.bsky.social
A 1980s Ninja movie poster but the words on it say “Want Herpes? Then by all means share an ice cream cone with uncle Gary”
July 31, 2025 at 11:40 AM
marcpaters0n.bsky.social
A new one #poetry
The image shows the text of a poem. The poem is called 'for those who sacrifice'. For those who sacrifice for horizons unseen, futures they'll never know, trees they'll never see grow, smiles on children's faces, prosperity and peace, we must remember them. It's the least we can do. Everyone makes them and not all are grandiose. Most of them are tiny but they bloom in the hearts of the ones we fight for, stay awake all night for and leave on a light for. Sacrifice requires action, no time for dreams, no rubbing of the lamp for granted wishes three. There's dishes to be washed, fears and doubts to be quashed, and egos to be lost. For those who sacrifice for futures they'll not see it's the least we can do to just remember them.
July 31, 2025 at 11:48 AM
marcpaters0n.bsky.social
Something I'm working on:
The image contains te following poem. The wind that chills my bones, that wraps me in jumpers, that rushes me indoors is the same cool breeze that I welcome on warm days. The bitterness I shun, that I seek shelter from, I welcome its sweetness when times are sunnier. When warm climes start to burn, when the tide starts to turn, that same bone-chilling wind, will we all embrace it? When the heat is on, and we long for salvation, shall we seek comfort in the wind that chills our bones?
May 26, 2025 at 6:48 PM
marcpaters0n.bsky.social
So some of my @filmstories.bsky.social print articles are now online to read!

filmstories.co.uk/features/the...
The apocalyptic movies of 1999
It was the end of the 20th century, but while we panicked about The Millennium Bug, cinema was warning us about the dangers to come...
filmstories.co.uk
April 18, 2025 at 11:40 AM
marcpaters0n.bsky.social
Don't know what took me so long to discover this podcast but it's ace. The Rest Is History:

youtu.be/wRpVzdD2zck?...
The Nazis in Power | The Night of the Long Knives | Part 1
YouTube video by The Rest Is History
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March 23, 2025 at 6:57 PM
marcpaters0n.bsky.social
Good evening. A poem I wrote after seeing Ben Elton's latest live show.
February 1, 2025 at 9:41 PM
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Edinburgh Young adult Fiction Prize — Scottish Arts Trust
For writers and illustrators of novels and graphic novels created for readers aged 12 years and older. All genres including humour, romance, drama, horror, queer, contemporary, realist, speculative f...
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November 23, 2024 at 1:39 AM
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sinnaluvva.bsky.social
A Write to Overcome* - #poetry #poem #poetsonBluesky #illustratedPoem #Blueskypoets #ChronicPain #moderateME #ME #ChronicIllness
November 21, 2024 at 3:29 PM
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mervynspoet.bsky.social
#poem #poet #poetry #poetsofbluesky #poetsonbluesky #blacksky #poetrycommunity #SpaldingMFA #amwriting #Skypoets #BlueskyPoets
Can You Taste the Ivory Coast Chocolate? His tears at night dampened his wooden plank bed Throbbing bones, sliced skin, bruised back from whippings Losing count in his tenth winter, memory of the night Seized quietly in Mali’s trees at play Throbbing bones, sliced skin, bruised back from whippings Lost, a mouse with no cheese to guide, no paths back After being seized quietly in Mali’s trees at play He is driven by his fear, far from home Lost, a mouse with no cheese to guide, no paths Machete, guillotine gates, if he scurries He is driven by his fear, far from home Farming cocoa beans when the sun is shown Machete, guillotine gates, if he scurries Duplicating days climbing trees, slicing Farming cocoa beans when the sun is shown Dragging dense bags of cocoa pods, shuffling Duplicating days climbing trees, slicing A single pod placed in hand, skin slicing Dragging dense bags of cocoa pods, tussling He helps slowly moving friend, whip slicing A single pod placed in hand, skin slicing Strength from corn paste and banana eating He helps slowly moving friend, whipped slicing No gas mask spraying toxic fumes on trees Strength from corn paste and banana eating Bugs feel fumes now, his fumes compiled mildly No gas mask spraying toxic fumes on trees The wind sparsely hints him of family Bugs feel fumes now, his fumes compiled mildly Losing count in his tenth winter, the nights The wind sparsely hints him of family His tears at night dampened his wooden plank bed
November 21, 2024 at 8:27 PM
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laynemorgan.bsky.social
I may regret this but this app isn’t bot heavy so let’s try:

Comics friends! I have a GN being published and well under way scripting. Unfortunately the last 6 artists we have asked are either not doing work of this length or unavailable. Know anyone (ideally diverse) with availability? Shout.
November 21, 2024 at 8:51 PM
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poetrygal.bsky.social
Don’t sit under the weeping willow too long, on a lonely branch like a bird without a song, forlorn with all your wonder foregone, a conclusion without an ending alone, a branch of life with leaves undone, asking yourself where did it go wrong, you know, don’t you, where you belong? Come home.

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November 21, 2024 at 9:14 PM
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emmabolden.bsky.social
trying to order a soul on walmart+
November 21, 2024 at 9:03 PM
marcpaters0n.bsky.social
This one fell out of me after watching The Art Life for the umpteenth time. #poetry #poetryonbluesky
A black background with white text. A poem called 'Let Me Dream' by Marc Paterson. All I ever want to do, in truth, is daydream. Let the clock tick, then tock, eyes closed or eyes open, comforting formlessness surrounding, confounding reason, my nemesis. Let time be cast adrift the uninsistent sea in a vessel pea-green under moonlit heaven. Let me be, let me dream the only time I'm free.
November 21, 2024 at 9:11 PM
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emkawe.bsky.social
It was the Busta Rhymes
It was the Wusta Rhymes
November 20, 2024 at 4:27 PM
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nickmotown.bsky.social
It does seem quite nice here. Vibes of 2011 Twitter, where you could tweet about liking cauliflower without receiving a sustained campaign of violent abuse from a pro-broccoli man who wears dungarees.
November 15, 2024 at 10:41 PM
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mooseallain.bsky.social
A writer called George Bernard Shaw
Thought English spelling had many a flaw.
“I know it sounds dotty,
You can spell ‘fish’ as 'ghoti'
But then it won't rhyme any more”.
November 15, 2024 at 9:11 PM
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jameshandscombe.bsky.social
Teachers of English
Readers of stories
Tellers of tales.
I need your help.
What are the best short stories that you have found in this world? Adult levels of literacy, principal-appropriate themes and language (we have delicate ears)
#UkEd
#Fiction
#EnglishLiterature
#EngLit
November 15, 2024 at 10:49 AM
marcpaters0n.bsky.social
I think alt text has become my favourite art form. To be descriptive, but also evocative? Yes please!

I shall strive to be the Virginia Woolf of alt text.
November 15, 2024 at 7:00 PM
marcpaters0n.bsky.social
Hello to anyone new, this is essentially me:

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November 15, 2024 at 4:10 PM
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bfowler.bsky.social
I haven't seen anyone else do this yet, so I've created a starter pack for #vss365 posters. This includes people who appear currently active in this activity as well as the vss365 feed. There are still a few spots left in this starter pack, so let me know if there are more people for me to add.
November 13, 2024 at 7:05 PM
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andreamann.bsky.social
Prepping a guest lecture for creative industries students at @universityofleeds.bsky.social and it's going to include this brilliant-slash-heartbreaking cartoon, which I think about at least once a month.
A cartoon of a father with his arm around his son, standing on their front doorstep, with the father saying "Son, there's a whole world out there ripe for the taking. You better stay home with me."
November 15, 2024 at 1:55 PM
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priscillapage.bsky.social
a few of Andrei Tarkovsky's polaroids
blue-green tinted polaroid, a Tarkovsky self-portrait - left half of image is dark, the right half shows Tarkovsky sitting down, face washed out by light coming in through a window, taking polaroid of himself (in what appears to be wardrobe mirror). there are photos on wall, table to his right (our left) wide shot of German Shepherd (probably Tarkovsky's dog Dakus), he's sitting up in the grass looking to his right (our left). there are trees and bushes behind him and fog is rolling in green-tinted polaroid of sky, a body of water to the right, and a frost or snow-covered beach/bank on the left with a slight crescent-shaped curve a silhouette walking through woods - a tall tree on the right, branches arc over the top of the photo. to the left is what looks like a hillside. a silhouette is at the center of the photo, and what might be the shape of a dog to the left of it. heavy fog/mist in front of the figure.
November 15, 2024 at 4:38 AM