Night Sky

If you're reading this, there's a decent chance you weren't alive when Miami Vice was on the air, but if you were, I don't see how you couldn't find this hilarious;

The Radiant Resonance of Rarity, Pen and Ink on Paper, 8x10, 03/19/2025 Actually, I am something of an artist, but I am only now taking the plunge on MLP, I had to get over the fact that my pieces aren't going to look like Flash, and just give myself permission to be myself. This drawing of Rarity is animated by a song, maybe give it a listen while you examine what I've made? For all her attention to the very last detail, what really motivates Rarity is to bring outfits into the world that make every pony feel beautiful, feel like their best selves. How else can such a soul address herself to us but through song? The music never really leaves Rarity's voice. Her voice is not a Joy to hear, it is the very sound Joy itself. And it always reaches straight to the soul. She's inspired me to pick the pencil, pens and brushes back up again and sing my praises upon this page. Who can doubt her magic, the magic of all of Equestria? And no matter if my mind might try to revolt against it, this right here is how she will always live on in my heart, singing of grace and giving.

Whoa! I'm so sorry to hear that. Hang in there, focus on going through that. The world will still be here, and so will all of us.

I'm chilling in The Backrooms atm. The Complex style. Yay, Vaporwave as a game. I'm simulating getting my steps in.

I have a very unusual name. It just throws people off a bit. They have a hard time remembering and pronouncing it properly, and I don't blame anyone. Some people don't process that so well, so then it's awkward and standoffish. Honestly, I mavel at my parents. It's like they assembled my name from some hereditary instruction manual, and never bothered to say it out loud three times fast.

As a matter of fact, I am buying my third (3rd) copy of The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran right as I post this. My third copy will be for reading often. My second copy will be so that I will never be without this book. My first copy will now be for giving away to some random person I meet. Millions upon Millions of people have read this book in multiple languages over many decades. Among many of us, giving away a free copy of this book as a spontaneous act is part of...whatever you'd call it.

I've lived with insomnia my whole life. Also, atm I work 3rd shift. I got real behind on my sleep this past week. I came home at 7:30am and stayed up till about 10 or 11am. Then I passed out, when I woke up it was 9pm, then I passed back out and woke up at 11pm. Stayed up all night long, watched some MLP, and now I'm gonna try to steal a few winks, maybe get back up at noon or something.

This can't go on the way it has forever. Sooner rather than later, we need to come up with something better than this.

Yeah, wrong for me anyway. Have to face it, let go, start over, again. I get so tired of it. Then again, my experiences here at this very forum have shown me that other people similar to me do still exist in this world. That's something, but then geography interferes.

I prefer to eat alone and in silence. To not rush, just wat, and just enjoy the food. Moment by moment. If you eat with people, sometimes they want to turn it into a 2 minutes hate, and that kills my appetite.

Dejected. Everyone one says, be yourself. When I am, they want nothing to do with me. Everyone says, be accountable. When I am people only resent the fact that my doing so might call them to account as well. Everyone says kindness and compassion. When I say I'm not feeling it, they say, well that's on you. Everyone says speak truth to power. And then scream at each other that our truths are all different. Everyone says, we need to have a new and open conversation about trauma and pain. All I see is people running and hiding from their pains and traumas at any cost. Self-awareness is a blessing bestowed by nature. We're the ones who have turned it into a curse. There's nothing inherently condemning about Self-awareness, even if it does come with risks. We could have done better than this. We could do better than this. This isn't the best of all possible worlds. It doesn't have to be like this. I don't choose this. That's why I'm alone.

Once again the same lame working uniform I had worn the day before that. Let's see if I have occasion to put it back on after tonight though.

I'm thinking that the course of the next week is going to have serious implications for me, for better, or for worse, depending on how the tapestry of fate is woven.

Oyster, oysters has always thrown me off for some reason. If I'm not careful it comes out something like "oi! - strs".

Welcome. I am probably too serious most of the time, until I get silly. And then, oh boy...

Dungeons of Hinterberg just dropped a whole new campaign for Renaud!!!! Renaud's aviator glasses wear their own aviator glasses, so my Luisa campaign is now officially on hold till I have a chance to discover the true power and abilities of Hinterberg's benevolent resident Sith Lord!