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[nothinglikea]

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[nothinglikea]

Unfortunately, it often seems as though Trench has a way of digging up our shit, no matter how hard we try to cope with it or come to terms with it. We may not like it, but we're given little choice in the matter.

I wish we were given a moment's peace.

It would do so many of us a world of good.

That's very kind of you to say. Thank you.

Hmm, let me think...the ocean?

What an idiot.

To anger Mariana, the one who's supposed to be the least like us.

And therefore react in ways we'd really rather they didn't.

Likely not.

He seemed to be the sort to be over-impressed with his supposed cleverness.

And that's very kind of you to say!

I'd like to see it?

If you don't mind.

I know art can be terribly personal for the artist.

[faceblocks]

i guess we have to either unbury it ourselves or dig deeper holes with better shovels

i get some peace sometimes. not lately but i did for a while. theres a tree in my room growing right out of the wall and up through the ceiling and sometimes just looking at it or even sleeping in it with all the windows open

i bet you get some peace on your porch. at least i hope you do.

you are correct. you win an angry ocean that is not your fault.

yeah totally. i keep hearing how smart he is from other smart people but ????? idk

anytime. i call em like i see em


[vi will send over a detailed drawing of a serene looking tiger with pink roses (rather than red) underneath.]

[nothinglikea]

I'm working on the courage to unbury it myself, but it's a lot. How does one casually say, so I was involved in this or that historical event when cost however many lives? And that I survived when so many didn't.

That actually sounds rather lovely. Do you get songbirds in there with you or is it only those nasty, screeching cowbirds? They'll push another bird's eggs out of her nest so they can claim it for themselves. Songbirds, or at the very least goldfinches and cardinals would be so much better.

I do. It's a wonderful view of the yard. The person who previously had it must have really enjoyed gardening, because there were a whole host of flowers growing in and several small trees. It's peaceful, because I can smell the flowers from the porch. Sometimes, I sit up there with a glass of iced tea and simply let myself bask in the sun and the scents.

Foolish. Entirely foolish of them. Picking a fight with a Pthumerian seems like a poor idea to start off with, but the one which controls the ocean? Ridiculous.

It sounds as though he has an ego which needs to be popped like a balloon. Unfortunately, his type are always the last to learn valuable life lessons. Like don't fuck with Pthumerians.

As do I. It saves trouble and misunderstandings.

Oh my! You have quite the talent! The tiger's fur looks like one could reach over and pet him (though, petting a wild tiger would be unwise) and the roses look so real!

vi uses the shift key for some of this SHOCK AND AWE

[faceblocks]

You might say it just like that. Besides deciding that you want to tell anyone at all, I guess maybe the most important part is just saying it in a way that feels true to you.

I don't think anyone could judge you for just being there or living through something like that, and if they did they would be a grade a asshole of the highest order and not worth thinking about. And if its more complicated, I guess you ask yourself "did I take the lives"? And even if that's a yes then: "did I mean to"? Those things are worth something even if they don't fix anything.

And then you just decide if you want to rip off that scab.

i mean.

You just said it to me and all I can think is "shit I'm sorry you had to go through that but I'm not sorry to hear you lived". I bet a lot of people are probably glad you did. That's the thing. You can't trade this one out for that one and maybe that's my lesson to learn. If I died instead of someone else it might not have changed anything.

my sworn sister has a raven as an omen and sometimes we get a lot of birds. all kinds of birds. her ravens kind of a know it all but i like him. so there are birds inside sometimes but it's mostly sealed off by some magic. i wasnt here for that but im very glad they did it. what a dick move for those birds. but thats the thing about animals theyre a lot easier to deal with than people bc at least they dont hide who they are. "i am an asshole bird i am stealing your nest deal with it" is a lot better than what some people do

you can put ice in tea???? its like cold tea not hot? is it sweet or made from a flower or???

a smart friend of mine called him a whiny toddler that didnt earn his power and hes a guy with firsthand experience of this turd of a person so i am gonna defer to his wise judgement there

also hahaha the ocean really

but! you could pet that tiger if it was your omen. that would be a cool omen to have.

thanks! its going to be a tattoo for someone and i want to make sure its just right. i didnt do a lot of animal drawings before here but i did a lot of drawing when i was locked up. mostly on my own skin (ha ha) but ive been drawing just about every animal or machine i see since i got here. theyre gonna trade me cookies and pies for it. so that's a pretty sweet deal.

sometimes people but im not too good at that. which is fine because not a lot of demand for tattoos of people so i think im in the clear.

i appreciate the honest opinion cause i know you dont bother with bullshit and if something looked weird youd just tell me but in a nice way

SHOCK AND AWE ACHIEVED!

[nothinglikea]

I suppose. I'm honestly more surprised that more people haven't figured out my incident than have. But 1912...I'd imagine that's barely in history books available to those here.

I didn't take the lives. At least, I didn't mean to. I tried to have my companion fit on the door along with me, but all we'd do was flip it over onto the other side. He didn't want me risking it on his behalf, so he stayed floating in the ocean next to me. But how could I miss the breath leaving his body? From his sleep turning from sleep into the final sleep? Those parts, I don't know. I don't remember much of what happened between him trying to get onto the Door and making me promise that I'd survive to the lifeboat returning for survivors. I know I sang. To try and comfort myself, but that's all.

I'm sure that if you hadn't have survived, you'd have left quite the hole in your absence. You'd already leave quite the hole in my life and we've just met, really. And I know others would feel the same.

Your sworn sister sounds interesting, especially if she's able to control the actions of other birds. And cowbirds are the assholes of the bird community. They look so much like ordinary blackbirds that sometimes it's hard to tell, but they don't sound much like blackbirds. I'd hope your sworn sister's wards thought to think of cowbirds, they may be an exclusively Earth phenomenon. But no. They don't really hide, not if you know what to look for.

Either! Sweet or from a flower or both! Personally, I'm very fond of sweet Jasmine tea.

And that certainly sounds like that type of person. My ex-fiancée was much the same. Something didn't go his way, he threw a tantrum over it, as though he was still a toddler and had been told he couldn't have his toy.

I suppose so, but mine is a golden canary calling herself Melody. Likely because I'd been a pretty bird in a golden cage for so long, much like canaries.

It's perfect! Were I the one being tattooed, I'd be thrilled! And, if one is locked up--no matter where or how--they have to find ways to take control of their own fates. For me, it meant studying everything about math and psychology as I could. For you, it was tattooing yourself. Both are admirable, especially yours given your talent. And cookies and pies are always a good trade. 😉

Tattoos of people sounds terribly difficult. It's hard enough to produce a portrait of someone in charcoal or oils on a canvas. Using a skin as a canvas sounds terribly complicated.

I don't bother with bullshit. Not anymore, not for the entire rest of my life if I have something to say about it. And here, I do! You're wonderful.