Terrorist Poet
@terroristpoet.bsky.social
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List of the People Killing You.
A pinned thread regarding the few that are killing the many. I'll be updating it casually
A pinned thread regarding the few that are killing the many. I'll be updating it casually
When your heart soars, is the ground waiting for its return?
Do the trees mourn the leaves they shed?
No. They are as time has made them, transient and whole in their passing.
Do the trees mourn the leaves they shed?
No. They are as time has made them, transient and whole in their passing.
October 6, 2025 at 7:43 AM
When your heart soars, is the ground waiting for its return?
Do the trees mourn the leaves they shed?
No. They are as time has made them, transient and whole in their passing.
Do the trees mourn the leaves they shed?
No. They are as time has made them, transient and whole in their passing.
There's an earthquake here
I can see it in the shaking of the leaves
I can see it in tremble of the wildlife
I can feel it in the thrashing of my soul
There's an earthquake here
I can see it in the shaking of the leaves
I can see it in tremble of the wildlife
I can feel it in the thrashing of my soul
There's an earthquake here
September 29, 2025 at 6:59 PM
There's an earthquake here
I can see it in the shaking of the leaves
I can see it in tremble of the wildlife
I can feel it in the thrashing of my soul
There's an earthquake here
I can see it in the shaking of the leaves
I can see it in tremble of the wildlife
I can feel it in the thrashing of my soul
There's an earthquake here
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This story has it all: aquaculture, Black Flag, Bernie Sanders, Star Trek as policy, John Hodgman, male tears, and a candidate citing Luthen’s monologue from Andor.
Meet Graham Platner, the Maine oysterman trying to crack the senate. @grahamformaine.bsky.social
newrepublic.com/article/1996...
Meet Graham Platner, the Maine oysterman trying to crack the senate. @grahamformaine.bsky.social
newrepublic.com/article/1996...
The Political Awakening of the Oyster Farmer Gunning for Susan Collins
Graham Platner’s campaign launch has been a sudden sensation. But what he’s building now is rooted in the work of a lifetime.
newrepublic.com
August 29, 2025 at 11:52 AM
This story has it all: aquaculture, Black Flag, Bernie Sanders, Star Trek as policy, John Hodgman, male tears, and a candidate citing Luthen’s monologue from Andor.
Meet Graham Platner, the Maine oysterman trying to crack the senate. @grahamformaine.bsky.social
newrepublic.com/article/1996...
Meet Graham Platner, the Maine oysterman trying to crack the senate. @grahamformaine.bsky.social
newrepublic.com/article/1996...
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In the autumn, when the moths begin to get older and die. I let them in my garage so that they'll have a nice peaceful place to die.
I hope when it's time for me to die, someone can give me a bit of peace like I try and do for them
I hope when it's time for me to die, someone can give me a bit of peace like I try and do for them
September 3, 2025 at 8:21 AM
In the autumn, when the moths begin to get older and die. I let them in my garage so that they'll have a nice peaceful place to die.
I hope when it's time for me to die, someone can give me a bit of peace like I try and do for them
I hope when it's time for me to die, someone can give me a bit of peace like I try and do for them
Every bug Ive killed, is more glorious than me. What do I do but ruin while they build, eat while they gather, waste while they scavenge.
September 1, 2025 at 2:57 AM
Every bug Ive killed, is more glorious than me. What do I do but ruin while they build, eat while they gather, waste while they scavenge.
I hope my fruits come from a garden I've tended, rather than a weed I've pulled.
I hope some day, the thing that saves me was once a kindess I left in the world.
September 1, 2025 at 2:53 AM
I hope my fruits come from a garden I've tended, rather than a weed I've pulled.
I hope some day, the thing that saves me was once a kindess I left in the world.
September 1, 2025 at 2:51 AM
I hope some day, the thing that saves me was once a kindess I left in the world.
A thousand follies, maybe more
Before I'll learn, to not let my heart soar
Before I'll learn, to not let my heart soar
September 1, 2025 at 2:50 AM
A thousand follies, maybe more
Before I'll learn, to not let my heart soar
Before I'll learn, to not let my heart soar
Even her bitterness a salve, even her poison a cure.
September 1, 2025 at 2:48 AM
Even her bitterness a salve, even her poison a cure.
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Faith is a choice to be stupid. Be stupid today
August 22, 2025 at 10:34 AM
Faith is a choice to be stupid. Be stupid today
Only those that understand cruelty can be truly kind
They know what the heart needs because they have felt its absence
They know what the heart needs because they have felt its absence
August 22, 2025 at 8:08 PM
Only those that understand cruelty can be truly kind
They know what the heart needs because they have felt its absence
They know what the heart needs because they have felt its absence
Faith is a choice to be stupid. Be stupid today
August 22, 2025 at 10:34 AM
Faith is a choice to be stupid. Be stupid today
When I sit quietly
So that only my soul may speak
I hear the whispers I thought I'd drowned
I hear the current that swept me away
So that only my soul may speak
I hear the whispers I thought I'd drowned
I hear the current that swept me away
August 22, 2025 at 10:33 AM
When I sit quietly
So that only my soul may speak
I hear the whispers I thought I'd drowned
I hear the current that swept me away
So that only my soul may speak
I hear the whispers I thought I'd drowned
I hear the current that swept me away
3 weeks and 6 days
August 18, 2025 at 8:39 AM
3 weeks and 6 days
Next time I get the opportunity, I am getting laid. I'm done pining over someone with a boyfriend. Its ass. It feels like cuck shit tbh
August 17, 2025 at 10:31 AM
Next time I get the opportunity, I am getting laid. I'm done pining over someone with a boyfriend. Its ass. It feels like cuck shit tbh
In the trash I see the sky,
I see the clouds I've thrown away
And the sunshine I've wasted
I see the parts of me I'd hunt for
And die for
I see them in the trash.
I see the clouds I've thrown away
And the sunshine I've wasted
I see the parts of me I'd hunt for
And die for
I see them in the trash.
August 17, 2025 at 10:23 AM
In the trash I see the sky,
I see the clouds I've thrown away
And the sunshine I've wasted
I see the parts of me I'd hunt for
And die for
I see them in the trash.
I see the clouds I've thrown away
And the sunshine I've wasted
I see the parts of me I'd hunt for
And die for
I see them in the trash.
Love exists within the bounds in which we bother each other.
We do not let those we do not love bother us.
We do not let those we do not love bother us.
August 14, 2025 at 1:28 AM
Love exists within the bounds in which we bother each other.
We do not let those we do not love bother us.
We do not let those we do not love bother us.
So, for a long time, I've worked to tackle or at least understand desire. Working back from each thing, playing the why game.
August 14, 2025 at 1:19 AM
So, for a long time, I've worked to tackle or at least understand desire. Working back from each thing, playing the why game.
When you filter yourself, your soul, and your desire, you'll find your your wants bitter in your mouth.
July 29, 2025 at 11:57 PM
When you filter yourself, your soul, and your desire, you'll find your your wants bitter in your mouth.
Reasoning comes in just as many shades as love, but its hue could never light the way across the ocean.
July 28, 2025 at 7:31 PM
Reasoning comes in just as many shades as love, but its hue could never light the way across the ocean.
You'll know that your love always existed, your love is you
July 28, 2025 at 7:29 PM
You'll know that your love always existed, your love is you
When love crashes into reason, you'll find you weren't ever reasonable
July 28, 2025 at 7:28 PM
When love crashes into reason, you'll find you weren't ever reasonable
American Psycho is a trans allegory. It has a lot to do with how the main character Patrick, sees and apes masculinity and its goals throughout the film.
Today, we are writing about how certain films can be interpreted as trans allegory
July 19, 2025 at 12:01 AM
American Psycho is a trans allegory. It has a lot to do with how the main character Patrick, sees and apes masculinity and its goals throughout the film.
Today, we are writing about how certain films can be interpreted as trans allegory
July 18, 2025 at 11:52 PM
Today, we are writing about how certain films can be interpreted as trans allegory