a decade to voice this out, but how could a voice as warm and caring as yours be lost within this data torrent with almost no trace? you existed, I know you did. i remember where your place was, that pasta you gave to me once, but where are you now? how could your warmth vanish like that?
December 10, 2025 at 5:16 PM
a decade to voice this out, but how could a voice as warm and caring as yours be lost within this data torrent with almost no trace? you existed, I know you did. i remember where your place was, that pasta you gave to me once, but where are you now? how could your warmth vanish like that?
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bathyscaphe for the asuleniya depths, kaleidoscope for the amethystine skies. a hypnagogic o'neill castles in process beyond the stars. her creator, his pertuber, and my beholder.
December 2, 2025 at 7:39 AM
bathyscaphe for the asuleniya depths, kaleidoscope for the amethystine skies. a hypnagogic o'neill castles in process beyond the stars. her creator, his pertuber, and my beholder.
not sure which genre you can taxonomise the latest pioneer podcast release of wuthering waves' ost "dawn over the ruins", but i want more
November 26, 2025 at 1:49 PM
not sure which genre you can taxonomise the latest pioneer podcast release of wuthering waves' ost "dawn over the ruins", but i want more
kindness is not free, lia. it costs us, but so does cruelty
November 17, 2025 at 6:41 AM
kindness is not free, lia. it costs us, but so does cruelty
not yet. when it comes, it comes.
November 11, 2025 at 11:52 AM
not yet. when it comes, it comes.
to love is to shatter; to be loved is to be warmed by what remains. to be loved is to be saved; in process, to love is to save
November 9, 2025 at 1:06 PM
to love is to shatter; to be loved is to be warmed by what remains. to be loved is to be saved; in process, to love is to save
kalayaan sa mga nabibihag,
paningin sa mga bulag,
kaluwagan sa mga sinisiil,
ito ang pagliligtas, ng pagibig na walang wagas
paningin sa mga bulag,
kaluwagan sa mga sinisiil,
ito ang pagliligtas, ng pagibig na walang wagas
November 3, 2025 at 4:09 AM
kalayaan sa mga nabibihag,
paningin sa mga bulag,
kaluwagan sa mga sinisiil,
ito ang pagliligtas, ng pagibig na walang wagas
paningin sa mga bulag,
kaluwagan sa mga sinisiil,
ito ang pagliligtas, ng pagibig na walang wagas
sub umbra discimus lucem
October 31, 2025 at 2:10 PM
sub umbra discimus lucem
i pray that in the next that she may be always with you. in aeterna, in obscura florescens temporibus. beyond this form or another, may your gentle light cross with hers, finally.
October 30, 2025 at 12:04 PM
i pray that in the next that she may be always with you. in aeterna, in obscura florescens temporibus. beyond this form or another, may your gentle light cross with hers, finally.
misericordia coronat dignitatem
October 18, 2025 at 2:35 PM
misericordia coronat dignitatem
even the meek yearn for eden
October 14, 2025 at 11:57 AM
even the meek yearn for eden
sancta theresia a iesu infante, ora pro nobis!
October 14, 2025 at 10:13 AM
sancta theresia a iesu infante, ora pro nobis!
not a prayer, not a scream either. a whisper, a plea, my voice reaching out to ask. a hope and a reminder.
October 7, 2025 at 11:49 PM
not a prayer, not a scream either. a whisper, a plea, my voice reaching out to ask. a hope and a reminder.
self is a variable that is defined by and defines systems; a function that reveals and expresses their forms.
October 1, 2025 at 3:48 PM
self is a variable that is defined by and defines systems; a function that reveals and expresses their forms.
for each moment that understanding may breed arrogance, the world finds its way to keep us on our toes. we cannot be certain of everything, so let us always doubt and always ask, yet still choose to believe in the good.
August 3, 2025 at 11:20 PM
for each moment that understanding may breed arrogance, the world finds its way to keep us on our toes. we cannot be certain of everything, so let us always doubt and always ask, yet still choose to believe in the good.
"my dear reverie, come home, i’m here. come dance with me in the rosy haze of yesterday"
July 27, 2025 at 4:20 PM
"my dear reverie, come home, i’m here. come dance with me in the rosy haze of yesterday"
the 'future' we yearned for is now long in the past. dreams of a better future are forgotten, drowned in life's relentless waves. yet, sheltered within our hearts, yearning still exists, a thirst that will never be quenched.
July 10, 2025 at 6:09 AM
the 'future' we yearned for is now long in the past. dreams of a better future are forgotten, drowned in life's relentless waves. yet, sheltered within our hearts, yearning still exists, a thirst that will never be quenched.
unjust forgiveness isn't healing, it's silence dressed as virtue. forgiveness without justice is an affirmation of the injustice.
June 16, 2025 at 2:59 PM
unjust forgiveness isn't healing, it's silence dressed as virtue. forgiveness without justice is an affirmation of the injustice.
of the code, of the numbers, of the brush, of the words, of the lens. i will keep on trying. each attempt is a quiet prayer to the future, each moment spent is a litany of the past, and each work is a gesture of gratitude towards the present. i will keep on trying.
June 9, 2025 at 4:24 PM
of the code, of the numbers, of the brush, of the words, of the lens. i will keep on trying. each attempt is a quiet prayer to the future, each moment spent is a litany of the past, and each work is a gesture of gratitude towards the present. i will keep on trying.
"If you can control your obsessions, you will not just be unstoppable. You will leave this world a much better place than you found it."
June 2, 2025 at 3:37 PM
"If you can control your obsessions, you will not just be unstoppable. You will leave this world a much better place than you found it."
you wake up each morning (or afternoon in my case), live your life, read and listen to crap people spew about whatever nonsense they're obsessed with at the moment, you can either laugh or cry at how stupid everything gets, laugh. we shed tears for more salient things.
April 25, 2025 at 8:05 PM
you wake up each morning (or afternoon in my case), live your life, read and listen to crap people spew about whatever nonsense they're obsessed with at the moment, you can either laugh or cry at how stupid everything gets, laugh. we shed tears for more salient things.
this world is less without him. for all of the faults of the church as an institution, his short tenure as its visible head was marked by his insistence to forcefully steer this millennia-old machine into the 21st century.
April 21, 2025 at 11:54 AM
this world is less without him. for all of the faults of the church as an institution, his short tenure as its visible head was marked by his insistence to forcefully steer this millennia-old machine into the 21st century.