Stopping in for my Bluesky break. Gotta soak up some positivity before I wade back in to the Twitter bullshit to raise some hell.

Wish me Luck, I'm gonna go call Trump fake news and see what happens o7

Today was hard. I knew it would be, immersing myself in their bullshit. But at the start of this, I thought it would be a challenge to find the racism, sexism, corruption...

It's not. It's plain as day, every word they speak. It feels like we're falling, and I'm scared of where we're going to land.

We're keeping score this time around, gang. (It ain't even 2025 yet and he's already starting.)

Trump can eat my ass (disrespectfully)

Ah. What a fantastic time for the melancholy to set in.

We, as a generation, grew up watching the good guys win on TV. Anytime there was a problem, someone would rise up and fix it. The day was always saved.

There is no good guy coming. No chosen hero. It has fallen to each of us to repair the damage. Be the change you want in your community.

Future Generations Will Be Better. Not because their parents struggled to make it so, but because their parents were made to suffer the sins of the ones who came before.

Forget your Likes and Dislikes-

Tell me how you all assemble your sandwiches.

"Tall stand these Men of Iron,

Masters of wealth and power.

But beneath polished towers,

Expected to rot and cower,

Masses stare up unconcerned.

While they loot all they can carry,

They forever must be wary-

For even Iron can Bleed."

First post, 300 characters. So much to say with so little. The first post of a torrent of potential fire posts, or a slew of garbage takes.

Do I immediately start spouting about the rights of workers?

Do I gush about my TTRPG habits?

There are so many choices how ever will I ever decide which-