Michael Bird
@michael-bird.com
Ⓥ. Fine artist. Graphic Designer. Musician. Dachshund enthusiast. Sober. Protect Trans Kids.
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I think Americans, blessed with relatively stable government for a long time, assume there is someone, some adult, who will step in and make things right before the President does anything REALLY bad.
There’s not.
There’s not.
February 2, 2025 at 2:55 PM
I think Americans, blessed with relatively stable government for a long time, assume there is someone, some adult, who will step in and make things right before the President does anything REALLY bad.
There’s not.
There’s not.
My new single, released today. Because.
January 20, 2025 at 8:46 PM
My new single, released today. Because.
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How seamless was the transition to here from Twitter? 50% of my notifications are still follows from porn bot accounts. Like we never left.
January 12, 2025 at 3:27 PM
How seamless was the transition to here from Twitter? 50% of my notifications are still follows from porn bot accounts. Like we never left.
I do not wait for inspiration to hit. I work and remain patient with the problems I cannot yet solve. The only reason I know which problems to solve is because I have met inspiration half way with effort.
Today, my muse brought me a flower. And do the work proceeds.
Today, my muse brought me a flower. And do the work proceeds.
January 3, 2025 at 10:05 PM
I do not wait for inspiration to hit. I work and remain patient with the problems I cannot yet solve. The only reason I know which problems to solve is because I have met inspiration half way with effort.
Today, my muse brought me a flower. And do the work proceeds.
Today, my muse brought me a flower. And do the work proceeds.
Lately I’ve noticed that when I dance, I’m using my arms a lot more than I used to. I can’t help thinking this is evidence of me aging.
December 21, 2024 at 5:45 PM
Lately I’ve noticed that when I dance, I’m using my arms a lot more than I used to. I can’t help thinking this is evidence of me aging.
Without people interacting with me here, I look like a bad AI account. Fwiw, I’m not a bot. Just an idiot who puts his shower thoughts on the internet to get them out of his head.
December 20, 2024 at 3:55 PM
Without people interacting with me here, I look like a bad AI account. Fwiw, I’m not a bot. Just an idiot who puts his shower thoughts on the internet to get them out of his head.
I want to ask the people who don’t have social media what their lives are like now, but I don’t know how to ask them.
December 19, 2024 at 9:28 PM
I want to ask the people who don’t have social media what their lives are like now, but I don’t know how to ask them.
Do we really need an afterlife? Are you really that desperate for validation? Wasn’t this enough? That this ends is why it has any illusion of value to begin with.
December 19, 2024 at 1:23 PM
Do we really need an afterlife? Are you really that desperate for validation? Wasn’t this enough? That this ends is why it has any illusion of value to begin with.
Here’s a truth that a more dramatic, adolescent me would’ve rolled his eyes at: the major, albeit quiet challenge of this current phase of my life has been coming to terms with my limited capacity to complete as many tasks as I would like to. I almost fell asleep typing this. But … check.
December 18, 2024 at 10:44 AM
Here’s a truth that a more dramatic, adolescent me would’ve rolled his eyes at: the major, albeit quiet challenge of this current phase of my life has been coming to terms with my limited capacity to complete as many tasks as I would like to. I almost fell asleep typing this. But … check.
Redundant Take #11: Social media is a tedious culture with its egalitarian access empowering people with nothing more useful to contribute than an opinion to clog the public discourse. But then, that’s just the opinion of this particular guy on the social media.
December 4, 2024 at 1:03 PM
Redundant Take #11: Social media is a tedious culture with its egalitarian access empowering people with nothing more useful to contribute than an opinion to clog the public discourse. But then, that’s just the opinion of this particular guy on the social media.
So many political news cycles that are utterly irrelevant to anything. Not sure why people play along with some of these fake outrages. Particularly the folks who remark on others’ lack of critical thinking.
December 2, 2024 at 11:34 PM
So many political news cycles that are utterly irrelevant to anything. Not sure why people play along with some of these fake outrages. Particularly the folks who remark on others’ lack of critical thinking.
I feel like my essence is the guy who stumbled at the beginning of the race but finishes regardless. Nothing has been a success. Too far behind. But I run on because what else is there to do when you’re on the track?
November 25, 2024 at 11:24 AM
I feel like my essence is the guy who stumbled at the beginning of the race but finishes regardless. Nothing has been a success. Too far behind. But I run on because what else is there to do when you’re on the track?
By the by, if you know about my various projects, this one is on here now: bsky.app/profile/mrmo...
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November 18, 2024 at 7:39 PM
By the by, if you know about my various projects, this one is on here now: bsky.app/profile/mrmo...
Not sure what to make of the cycle of life lessons that are unrelentingly reminding me that I am a fool. I do try to learn from them. Perhaps too foolish to escape my own stupidity’s gravity.
February 19, 2024 at 1:02 PM
Not sure what to make of the cycle of life lessons that are unrelentingly reminding me that I am a fool. I do try to learn from them. Perhaps too foolish to escape my own stupidity’s gravity.
This world is brutal on compassionate hearts, but not nearly so brutal as it is on those who inspire that compassion. We keep going for them. We turn up, feel that pain, and we let it drive us to act for change. Today, tomorrow, forever.
February 13, 2024 at 11:39 AM
This world is brutal on compassionate hearts, but not nearly so brutal as it is on those who inspire that compassion. We keep going for them. We turn up, feel that pain, and we let it drive us to act for change. Today, tomorrow, forever.
I feel compelled to post about “big” subjects sometimes, but I have this deal with myself where I ask “Does anyone really need your take on this? Is it at all unique?” Very often, the answer is, “No, not really.” It’s happening more and more. I think I’m just outgrowing social media.
January 16, 2024 at 12:46 AM
I feel compelled to post about “big” subjects sometimes, but I have this deal with myself where I ask “Does anyone really need your take on this? Is it at all unique?” Very often, the answer is, “No, not really.” It’s happening more and more. I think I’m just outgrowing social media.
Do you think people in the afterlife celebrate deathdays?
January 12, 2024 at 4:41 PM
Do you think people in the afterlife celebrate deathdays?
This Christmas spirit can kick in any time now. Had the lights and tree up since Thanksgiving. Presents wrapped for a couple weeks. Cookies have been baked. Family will be seen. Just feels like late December as the setting for business as usual. Why?
December 24, 2023 at 3:23 PM
This Christmas spirit can kick in any time now. Had the lights and tree up since Thanksgiving. Presents wrapped for a couple weeks. Cookies have been baked. Family will be seen. Just feels like late December as the setting for business as usual. Why?
I accept that somewhere along the line the currency from which my personal joy is derived transitioned from “fun” to “productivity.” Adulthood is precisely as-advertised. What I’m reckoning with is the suspicion that I was suckered into this somehow and was just gullible enough to accept it.
December 20, 2023 at 11:43 PM
I accept that somewhere along the line the currency from which my personal joy is derived transitioned from “fun” to “productivity.” Adulthood is precisely as-advertised. What I’m reckoning with is the suspicion that I was suckered into this somehow and was just gullible enough to accept it.
New social media is like a fresh journal. You get to start over and pretend you didn’t neglect the last one until the guilt made you avoid and forget about it for good.
So here I go, trying again.
So here I go, trying again.
December 20, 2023 at 5:28 PM
New social media is like a fresh journal. You get to start over and pretend you didn’t neglect the last one until the guilt made you avoid and forget about it for good.
So here I go, trying again.
So here I go, trying again.