Rivenblade
@rivenblade.bsky.social
Wayfaring stranger with tired feet seeking friendly campfires and fantastic tales. This is also a writing practice account, so it will at times be prone to rushes of words and ideas followed by periods of silence.
I hope if I absorb enough noble words, and write enough poor stories of my own, I will one day be able to write something worth reading.
You can’t get better at writing without reading and writing.
You can’t get better at writing without reading and writing.
November 25, 2025 at 1:22 AM
I hope if I absorb enough noble words, and write enough poor stories of my own, I will one day be able to write something worth reading.
You can’t get better at writing without reading and writing.
You can’t get better at writing without reading and writing.
Winter Candle (version 2)
Written by Rivenblade
The winter chill can darken hearts
And bring all spirits low
Knowing this, I light a wick
And watch the small flame grow
O, Flame of Life
Holder of Hope
In you, I must abide
I pray your glow
Shall keep me whole
And spirits satisfy
Written by Rivenblade
The winter chill can darken hearts
And bring all spirits low
Knowing this, I light a wick
And watch the small flame grow
O, Flame of Life
Holder of Hope
In you, I must abide
I pray your glow
Shall keep me whole
And spirits satisfy
November 25, 2025 at 1:12 AM
Winter Candle (version 2)
Written by Rivenblade
The winter chill can darken hearts
And bring all spirits low
Knowing this, I light a wick
And watch the small flame grow
O, Flame of Life
Holder of Hope
In you, I must abide
I pray your glow
Shall keep me whole
And spirits satisfy
Written by Rivenblade
The winter chill can darken hearts
And bring all spirits low
Knowing this, I light a wick
And watch the small flame grow
O, Flame of Life
Holder of Hope
In you, I must abide
I pray your glow
Shall keep me whole
And spirits satisfy
A Candle in Winter
Written by Rivenblade
The winter chill can darken hearts
And bring all spirits low
Knowing this, I light a wick
And place it by the window
O, Flame of Life
Holder of Hope
In you, I must abide
I pray your glow
Shall keep me whole
My spirit satisfy
Written by Rivenblade
The winter chill can darken hearts
And bring all spirits low
Knowing this, I light a wick
And place it by the window
O, Flame of Life
Holder of Hope
In you, I must abide
I pray your glow
Shall keep me whole
My spirit satisfy
November 24, 2025 at 9:01 AM
A Candle in Winter
Written by Rivenblade
The winter chill can darken hearts
And bring all spirits low
Knowing this, I light a wick
And place it by the window
O, Flame of Life
Holder of Hope
In you, I must abide
I pray your glow
Shall keep me whole
My spirit satisfy
Written by Rivenblade
The winter chill can darken hearts
And bring all spirits low
Knowing this, I light a wick
And place it by the window
O, Flame of Life
Holder of Hope
In you, I must abide
I pray your glow
Shall keep me whole
My spirit satisfy
We once dwelled in honour and pride ‘ere comfort and age bore us near ruin.
Where is the knight?
Where is the sower?
Where are the hearts that once were aflame?
We have eaten our feasts from elder-day tables, yet given no heed to the rot ‘neath the cloth!
(Striving for Tolkien)
Where is the knight?
Where is the sower?
Where are the hearts that once were aflame?
We have eaten our feasts from elder-day tables, yet given no heed to the rot ‘neath the cloth!
(Striving for Tolkien)
November 24, 2025 at 8:21 AM
We once dwelled in honour and pride ‘ere comfort and age bore us near ruin.
Where is the knight?
Where is the sower?
Where are the hearts that once were aflame?
We have eaten our feasts from elder-day tables, yet given no heed to the rot ‘neath the cloth!
(Striving for Tolkien)
Where is the knight?
Where is the sower?
Where are the hearts that once were aflame?
We have eaten our feasts from elder-day tables, yet given no heed to the rot ‘neath the cloth!
(Striving for Tolkien)
We only get one life on this planet. This year has been a sobering lesson in how quickly that life can end regardless of health or age. Several people I knew or was at least familiar with who lost their lives. Two in their forties. Both with children. I’ve tried to take them as signs and reminders.
November 24, 2025 at 3:09 AM
We only get one life on this planet. This year has been a sobering lesson in how quickly that life can end regardless of health or age. Several people I knew or was at least familiar with who lost their lives. Two in their forties. Both with children. I’ve tried to take them as signs and reminders.
Apparently, it’s International Men’s Day. While it would be easy to respond with a cynical smirk to that fact, it would only add to the hurt, and push back the acceptance and equality we all crave as people.
Cheers to the men who show up, love, care, contribute, and want to make things better.
Cheers to the men who show up, love, care, contribute, and want to make things better.
a close up of a man 's face with long hair
ALT: a close up of a man 's face with long hair
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November 19, 2025 at 5:05 PM
Apparently, it’s International Men’s Day. While it would be easy to respond with a cynical smirk to that fact, it would only add to the hurt, and push back the acceptance and equality we all crave as people.
Cheers to the men who show up, love, care, contribute, and want to make things better.
Cheers to the men who show up, love, care, contribute, and want to make things better.
Ridan etched designs of doom upon his mind, coils of vengeful thoughts ready to strike at the image of his treacherous brother. He walked through the camp a man possessed, whether by righteous anger or poisoned vision, his party could not say.
November 16, 2025 at 4:51 PM
Ridan etched designs of doom upon his mind, coils of vengeful thoughts ready to strike at the image of his treacherous brother. He walked through the camp a man possessed, whether by righteous anger or poisoned vision, his party could not say.
Things you don’t usually think about: Hot water and cold water sound different when you pour them into a cup.
November 16, 2025 at 1:13 PM
Things you don’t usually think about: Hot water and cold water sound different when you pour them into a cup.
Knees-deep in the mire
Vision obscured by the mist
Mind and body tired
Seeking the final bliss
Vision obscured by the mist
Mind and body tired
Seeking the final bliss
November 14, 2025 at 4:01 AM
Knees-deep in the mire
Vision obscured by the mist
Mind and body tired
Seeking the final bliss
Vision obscured by the mist
Mind and body tired
Seeking the final bliss
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November 12, 2025 at 7:26 PM
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Unsubscribing from @nytimes.com The Daily on my podcast feed. Between Ross Douthatt being allowed to platform questionable and/or straight up uninformed people, and the milquetoast reporting on the main show (which I was fine with before), I’m done.
Keep actively hurting your reputation, I guess.
Keep actively hurting your reputation, I guess.
November 11, 2025 at 7:34 PM
Unsubscribing from @nytimes.com The Daily on my podcast feed. Between Ross Douthatt being allowed to platform questionable and/or straight up uninformed people, and the milquetoast reporting on the main show (which I was fine with before), I’m done.
Keep actively hurting your reputation, I guess.
Keep actively hurting your reputation, I guess.
The tragedy of life is that wisdom begins to come too late—the toils and distractions of mundane existence all too present, choking the light from one’s mind.
November 11, 2025 at 3:09 AM
The tragedy of life is that wisdom begins to come too late—the toils and distractions of mundane existence all too present, choking the light from one’s mind.
@nytimes.com Consider taking a closer look at Ross Douhat’s “work,” please. The man just allows any and all questionable people on to his show and treats them like reasonable people with zero pushback.
“Women have ruined the workplace. Interesting! Tell our listeners more!”
It sucks.
“Women have ruined the workplace. Interesting! Tell our listeners more!”
It sucks.
November 7, 2025 at 4:48 AM
@nytimes.com Consider taking a closer look at Ross Douhat’s “work,” please. The man just allows any and all questionable people on to his show and treats them like reasonable people with zero pushback.
“Women have ruined the workplace. Interesting! Tell our listeners more!”
It sucks.
“Women have ruined the workplace. Interesting! Tell our listeners more!”
It sucks.
From atop the old hill
He cries the word
The one known to all with hearts alive
It prickles the skin
Pinches tears from adult eyes
And makes freedom
feel possible anew
“Hope!”
He cries the word
The one known to all with hearts alive
It prickles the skin
Pinches tears from adult eyes
And makes freedom
feel possible anew
“Hope!”
November 5, 2025 at 3:16 AM
From atop the old hill
He cries the word
The one known to all with hearts alive
It prickles the skin
Pinches tears from adult eyes
And makes freedom
feel possible anew
“Hope!”
He cries the word
The one known to all with hearts alive
It prickles the skin
Pinches tears from adult eyes
And makes freedom
feel possible anew
“Hope!”
Classic Simpsons references will always pop me.
October 30, 2025 at 12:56 PM
Classic Simpsons references will always pop me.
Creation is human. To be human is to create.
October 14, 2025 at 11:21 PM
Creation is human. To be human is to create.
JRPG stories in three pictures.
Game: Breath of Fire (the OG, being played here on the SNES Classic)
Game: Breath of Fire (the OG, being played here on the SNES Classic)
October 14, 2025 at 1:29 AM
JRPG stories in three pictures.
Game: Breath of Fire (the OG, being played here on the SNES Classic)
Game: Breath of Fire (the OG, being played here on the SNES Classic)
Had a semi-regular reminder today of how good exercise is for the body and mind. I was alert. I was focused. I was present. I felt like I could accomplish great things. I will work to make this a more consistent state because it’s worth it. I want to feel alive, dialed in, and motivated.
October 9, 2025 at 2:38 AM
Had a semi-regular reminder today of how good exercise is for the body and mind. I was alert. I was focused. I was present. I felt like I could accomplish great things. I will work to make this a more consistent state because it’s worth it. I want to feel alive, dialed in, and motivated.
Autumn's Hug
Grab a hold of branches
Grab a hold of leaves
Grab a hold of blankets
And rolled down sweater sleeves
Put the kettle on
And grab yourself a mug
Fill it with hot chocolate
And rest in autumn's hug
---
Silly Cozy Poem by Rivenblade
Grab a hold of branches
Grab a hold of leaves
Grab a hold of blankets
And rolled down sweater sleeves
Put the kettle on
And grab yourself a mug
Fill it with hot chocolate
And rest in autumn's hug
---
Silly Cozy Poem by Rivenblade
October 8, 2025 at 4:00 PM
Autumn's Hug
Grab a hold of branches
Grab a hold of leaves
Grab a hold of blankets
And rolled down sweater sleeves
Put the kettle on
And grab yourself a mug
Fill it with hot chocolate
And rest in autumn's hug
---
Silly Cozy Poem by Rivenblade
Grab a hold of branches
Grab a hold of leaves
Grab a hold of blankets
And rolled down sweater sleeves
Put the kettle on
And grab yourself a mug
Fill it with hot chocolate
And rest in autumn's hug
---
Silly Cozy Poem by Rivenblade
I don’t think I know much about life. Not enough to be a good model for anyone else at least. I talk and think too much and still do too little, or don’t do enough that is worthy of the gift I’ve been given, though I know I am capable of change any time I wish.
October 7, 2025 at 3:43 AM
I don’t think I know much about life. Not enough to be a good model for anyone else at least. I talk and think too much and still do too little, or don’t do enough that is worthy of the gift I’ve been given, though I know I am capable of change any time I wish.
I hold all possibilities for tomorrow in my hands. I get to decide which ones I set free.
October 7, 2025 at 3:24 AM
I hold all possibilities for tomorrow in my hands. I get to decide which ones I set free.
Do not mourn the past. It has already forgotten you. Rejoice and hope in the present.
October 7, 2025 at 3:15 AM
Do not mourn the past. It has already forgotten you. Rejoice and hope in the present.
We don’t have much time. Once we figure out how to use it, we have even less of it and are often not fit enough to use it how we wish. But we push on and try to shine as best as we can, teaching others what we’ve learned so they may have more purposeful years than us.
October 7, 2025 at 3:12 AM
We don’t have much time. Once we figure out how to use it, we have even less of it and are often not fit enough to use it how we wish. But we push on and try to shine as best as we can, teaching others what we’ve learned so they may have more purposeful years than us.
Striving for noble language while wanting to avoid pretentiousness—It’s a difficult balance to pull off.
October 7, 2025 at 3:07 AM
Striving for noble language while wanting to avoid pretentiousness—It’s a difficult balance to pull off.
I do not understand cruelty. The desire to humiliate and make another person feel less-than while raising yourself above them with dehumanizing words or acts. A person who does this also dehumanizes themselves.
October 7, 2025 at 3:04 AM
I do not understand cruelty. The desire to humiliate and make another person feel less-than while raising yourself above them with dehumanizing words or acts. A person who does this also dehumanizes themselves.