Disappointment, being let down Just like wine Is worst in high frequency With time to pick us up To soothe with water Parched up tears And brand new rivulets We'll be fine We'll be well We'll manage everything.
In times of tr(ial, I d)ouble (down) I(n) find(ing) my( way to )self(, ever) wishing For access( to who)i( am a)ble( to be for the) solutions (To make sense )Rather than( being the) easy ones
We're now on summertime Trying to save some daylight But at least here In the tall north I fear the weather caught a cold Maybe the virus got at Mother Earth Because some days are summer, And most nights it's still winter Today I'm basking in the spring breeze At least the autumn rains are leaving us be But I wouldn't mind some Falling leaves
Instructions for Eight of Eight by Aborro, literature
Literature
Instructions for Eight of Eight
Instructions for the day: Do mind if the world is ending But don't let that end you Remember that sometimes things don't make sense And that's perfectly alright, maybe trees do have rights? And when people try to bring you down It's because your horse is rightfully taller And if there's a legitimate way to cheat Then that shit is just a shortcut And as we aim for eighty percent That's a lot more than we require.
Revel in the good times Prepare for the bad times Anticipate the best times Learn from the worst times Remember the last times Plan for the next times Forget the least times
Do trees stand tall even when they falter? Are woods still a forest while they're burning down? Will nature remain placid when there's nothing natural left It's already hard to pinpoint what of when there's nothing to ponder?
Son-ha had never understood this whole "humility" thing. She had gotten the lesson from her father many times now, but it just didn't stick. Sure, it might be a good look not to brag, but to have others think you didn't accomplish things you did accomplish just because you're "a lady" or to make sure they didn't feel "belittled or slighted" seemed insane. It wasn't just her father either, but her eldest sister Soyun as well, still, her mother had never said much for it, and never really shown much humility either. With a well-earned reputation for strength and a mind at least as sharp as any well-made blade, she was fiercely proud. True, she did never brag, and with her reputation, she didn't really have to bring stuff up, people already knew, a clearly unfair advantage. So yeah, she wouldn't say her mum was humble, more like... restrained? Well, no matter, point being, if you don't assume responsibility for your actions how are people going to know you did it? As long as it's
Just because a question is open Doesn't mean there's no answer And if analysis gave nothing Why ever reflect on something? Recollection isn't quite recognition After all, I remember faces That I'm not sure I'd recognize So give me your platitudes I want to know what defines you Where you fall into excess And where you are deficient Maybe there's some mean you manage A virtue to be held up higher I can only say that only some Would really have me rallied Even if Aristotle was right And it's the highest good for us I don't think it'd be the most fun.
Focus is an elusive mistress Hard to capture and harder to keep But I will find that place Keep a hold ever so subtle The tighter the grip More likely it'll slip away A mind's sharp edge More likely dented Than a blunted approach And one to a sharp point Makes for a likely escape artist So we're stuck here Grasping at straws Figure me a way inside To this place of creation
Calculation Slips and slides A snap decision Impulsive ideas Turn to complexity And here I am With so much more Than I thought I would But I can't complain It's a fun time