El Oh Hell
@eliohel.bsky.social
Not really even here. Poems and thoughts and occasional nonsense. #photography #art #poetry #thoughts #random
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*taps the sign*
November 2, 2024 at 5:59 PM
*taps the sign*
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Spotted in Center City, Philadelphia
October 25, 2024 at 9:07 PM
Spotted in Center City, Philadelphia
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I wonder what the shoulder pad budget was for the x files
October 26, 2024 at 1:36 AM
I wonder what the shoulder pad budget was for the x files
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October 18, 2024 at 7:20 PM
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why am i single lol
ⓘ this user does not go outside, does not have any local friend groups, doesn't like dating apps, and is immediately suspicious of anyone who expresses interest
ⓘ this user does not go outside, does not have any local friend groups, doesn't like dating apps, and is immediately suspicious of anyone who expresses interest
October 18, 2024 at 1:58 AM
why am i single lol
ⓘ this user does not go outside, does not have any local friend groups, doesn't like dating apps, and is immediately suspicious of anyone who expresses interest
ⓘ this user does not go outside, does not have any local friend groups, doesn't like dating apps, and is immediately suspicious of anyone who expresses interest
Contribute, of course
But how, and how much?
Society argues
On the firmness of touch
Compulsion or need
The collectivist spirit
Versus genomic greed
Guilt versus conscience
Life trapped or freed
But how, and how much?
Society argues
On the firmness of touch
Compulsion or need
The collectivist spirit
Versus genomic greed
Guilt versus conscience
Life trapped or freed
September 29, 2024 at 11:58 PM
Contribute, of course
But how, and how much?
Society argues
On the firmness of touch
Compulsion or need
The collectivist spirit
Versus genomic greed
Guilt versus conscience
Life trapped or freed
But how, and how much?
Society argues
On the firmness of touch
Compulsion or need
The collectivist spirit
Versus genomic greed
Guilt versus conscience
Life trapped or freed
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Living a little bit
Eking through
Day after day
Not quite here
Not quite there
Stuck in a way
It's not for lack of trying
To escape the fray
But how does life get easy
With struggles to show worth
The only way to succeed
Is with a silver spoon at birth
Eking through
Day after day
Not quite here
Not quite there
Stuck in a way
It's not for lack of trying
To escape the fray
But how does life get easy
With struggles to show worth
The only way to succeed
Is with a silver spoon at birth
September 13, 2024 at 4:44 PM
Living a little bit
Eking through
Day after day
Not quite here
Not quite there
Stuck in a way
It's not for lack of trying
To escape the fray
But how does life get easy
With struggles to show worth
The only way to succeed
Is with a silver spoon at birth
Eking through
Day after day
Not quite here
Not quite there
Stuck in a way
It's not for lack of trying
To escape the fray
But how does life get easy
With struggles to show worth
The only way to succeed
Is with a silver spoon at birth
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I learned something today (from @wrenispinkle.bsky.social) www.npr.org/sections/the...
When The U.S. Government Tried To Replace Migrant Farmworkers With High Schoolers
In 1964, a program that brought migrant Mexican laborers to the U.S. ended. So the U.S. recruited American students to pick crops instead. When they saw their living conditions, strikes ensued.
www.npr.org
September 7, 2024 at 4:21 PM
I learned something today (from @wrenispinkle.bsky.social) www.npr.org/sections/the...
I reached out
And yet
My fingers curled
Of their own accord
Into a fist
The act of reaching
Just entrenched
The reasons for
My distance
Now open palmed
I swear I'll change
But the hackles rise
I'm on defense
And yet
My fingers curled
Of their own accord
Into a fist
The act of reaching
Just entrenched
The reasons for
My distance
Now open palmed
I swear I'll change
But the hackles rise
I'm on defense
February 26, 2024 at 7:01 AM
I reached out
And yet
My fingers curled
Of their own accord
Into a fist
The act of reaching
Just entrenched
The reasons for
My distance
Now open palmed
I swear I'll change
But the hackles rise
I'm on defense
And yet
My fingers curled
Of their own accord
Into a fist
The act of reaching
Just entrenched
The reasons for
My distance
Now open palmed
I swear I'll change
But the hackles rise
I'm on defense
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commission for @gingersnipevm.bsky.social, their aasimar sorcerer/paladin Visenya! their request was to depict Visenya as if they've had their official portrait painted as part of their political position, and honestly? i was born to be a portraitist in a fantasy universe
#art
#art
February 7, 2024 at 5:37 PM
commission for @gingersnipevm.bsky.social, their aasimar sorcerer/paladin Visenya! their request was to depict Visenya as if they've had their official portrait painted as part of their political position, and honestly? i was born to be a portraitist in a fantasy universe
#art
#art
Chilly evenings
Bitter cold
Frosty windows
Breathing slow
Drifting dozy
Letting go
Ancient mem'ry
From days ago
Pacing moments
To ticking clocks
Mete out dreams
To sleep at all
Bitter cold
Frosty windows
Breathing slow
Drifting dozy
Letting go
Ancient mem'ry
From days ago
Pacing moments
To ticking clocks
Mete out dreams
To sleep at all
February 9, 2024 at 4:12 AM
Chilly evenings
Bitter cold
Frosty windows
Breathing slow
Drifting dozy
Letting go
Ancient mem'ry
From days ago
Pacing moments
To ticking clocks
Mete out dreams
To sleep at all
Bitter cold
Frosty windows
Breathing slow
Drifting dozy
Letting go
Ancient mem'ry
From days ago
Pacing moments
To ticking clocks
Mete out dreams
To sleep at all
Sitting up
Still awake
Wanting for
A better take
A better view
Real or fake
That makes some sense
That cleans and rakes
Away the grime
The building waste
Breaking free
Of the growing weight
Still awake
Wanting for
A better take
A better view
Real or fake
That makes some sense
That cleans and rakes
Away the grime
The building waste
Breaking free
Of the growing weight
February 8, 2024 at 7:45 AM
Sitting up
Still awake
Wanting for
A better take
A better view
Real or fake
That makes some sense
That cleans and rakes
Away the grime
The building waste
Breaking free
Of the growing weight
Still awake
Wanting for
A better take
A better view
Real or fake
That makes some sense
That cleans and rakes
Away the grime
The building waste
Breaking free
Of the growing weight
Waking up is easy. It's the staying awake that's difficult.
February 7, 2024 at 3:06 PM
Waking up is easy. It's the staying awake that's difficult.
I cannot wait
because to wait
implies inaction
The weight
of hesitation
builds to traction
Dragging down
this life this frown
sunk by fractions
So instead
in waiting's stead
strive instead for fragments
The beating whole
its abysmal goal
only distraction
because to wait
implies inaction
The weight
of hesitation
builds to traction
Dragging down
this life this frown
sunk by fractions
So instead
in waiting's stead
strive instead for fragments
The beating whole
its abysmal goal
only distraction
January 23, 2024 at 6:09 AM
I cannot wait
because to wait
implies inaction
The weight
of hesitation
builds to traction
Dragging down
this life this frown
sunk by fractions
So instead
in waiting's stead
strive instead for fragments
The beating whole
its abysmal goal
only distraction
because to wait
implies inaction
The weight
of hesitation
builds to traction
Dragging down
this life this frown
sunk by fractions
So instead
in waiting's stead
strive instead for fragments
The beating whole
its abysmal goal
only distraction
quiet, quiet
shush your mouths
the beast is feeding
in our house
hear its breathing
slurping growls
creaking floorboards
its closer now
escape by dreaming
there's no way out
close your eyes
and shush your mouth
shush your mouths
the beast is feeding
in our house
hear its breathing
slurping growls
creaking floorboards
its closer now
escape by dreaming
there's no way out
close your eyes
and shush your mouth
January 17, 2024 at 7:31 AM
quiet, quiet
shush your mouths
the beast is feeding
in our house
hear its breathing
slurping growls
creaking floorboards
its closer now
escape by dreaming
there's no way out
close your eyes
and shush your mouth
shush your mouths
the beast is feeding
in our house
hear its breathing
slurping growls
creaking floorboards
its closer now
escape by dreaming
there's no way out
close your eyes
and shush your mouth
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Honored to write the Rolling Stone obituary for the worst American of the post-World War II era. Rot in piss
Henry Kissinger, War Criminal Beloved by America’s Ruling Class, Finally Dies
Henry Kissinger has died at age 100, his consulting firm said in a statement on Wednesday.
www.rollingstone.com
November 30, 2023 at 1:59 AM
Honored to write the Rolling Stone obituary for the worst American of the post-World War II era. Rot in piss
the guilt of not connecting
not reaching, helping, thinking
the constant wish to be
to make a better day
the guilt gets overwhelming
for acting to survive
for shying from hard answers
turning blind to lies
and as the guilt is drowning
suffocating life
the guilty go on guilting
the people getting by
not reaching, helping, thinking
the constant wish to be
to make a better day
the guilt gets overwhelming
for acting to survive
for shying from hard answers
turning blind to lies
and as the guilt is drowning
suffocating life
the guilty go on guilting
the people getting by
November 28, 2023 at 7:22 AM
the guilt of not connecting
not reaching, helping, thinking
the constant wish to be
to make a better day
the guilt gets overwhelming
for acting to survive
for shying from hard answers
turning blind to lies
and as the guilt is drowning
suffocating life
the guilty go on guilting
the people getting by
not reaching, helping, thinking
the constant wish to be
to make a better day
the guilt gets overwhelming
for acting to survive
for shying from hard answers
turning blind to lies
and as the guilt is drowning
suffocating life
the guilty go on guilting
the people getting by
Step ahead
For what, for why
The planet spins
Stars roam the sky
And yet, persist
Despite, despite
Find a way
In spite, in spite
Rage within
Brimming fire
Living embers
Breathing pyres
For what, for why
The planet spins
Stars roam the sky
And yet, persist
Despite, despite
Find a way
In spite, in spite
Rage within
Brimming fire
Living embers
Breathing pyres
November 18, 2023 at 6:45 AM
Step ahead
For what, for why
The planet spins
Stars roam the sky
And yet, persist
Despite, despite
Find a way
In spite, in spite
Rage within
Brimming fire
Living embers
Breathing pyres
For what, for why
The planet spins
Stars roam the sky
And yet, persist
Despite, despite
Find a way
In spite, in spite
Rage within
Brimming fire
Living embers
Breathing pyres
AI-generated stories?
Art?
Movies?
Better to just sleep.
To find in dreams:
Randomized abominations
Generative nonsense
Wild nightmares
Relevant to this lived weirdness
Pieced together from our souls
Filled with shadows
And half-remembered song
Unfiltered by the censors
Of marketable rebirth
Art?
Movies?
Better to just sleep.
To find in dreams:
Randomized abominations
Generative nonsense
Wild nightmares
Relevant to this lived weirdness
Pieced together from our souls
Filled with shadows
And half-remembered song
Unfiltered by the censors
Of marketable rebirth
November 17, 2023 at 8:09 AM
AI-generated stories?
Art?
Movies?
Better to just sleep.
To find in dreams:
Randomized abominations
Generative nonsense
Wild nightmares
Relevant to this lived weirdness
Pieced together from our souls
Filled with shadows
And half-remembered song
Unfiltered by the censors
Of marketable rebirth
Art?
Movies?
Better to just sleep.
To find in dreams:
Randomized abominations
Generative nonsense
Wild nightmares
Relevant to this lived weirdness
Pieced together from our souls
Filled with shadows
And half-remembered song
Unfiltered by the censors
Of marketable rebirth
Bound'ries and borders
figments of hoarders
the richochet act
of sending souls back
for no other reason
than an inborn lack
absence makes fonder?
perhaps for attacks
as absence of kindness
just wounds till fade black
figments of hoarders
the richochet act
of sending souls back
for no other reason
than an inborn lack
absence makes fonder?
perhaps for attacks
as absence of kindness
just wounds till fade black
November 13, 2023 at 7:04 AM
Bound'ries and borders
figments of hoarders
the richochet act
of sending souls back
for no other reason
than an inborn lack
absence makes fonder?
perhaps for attacks
as absence of kindness
just wounds till fade black
figments of hoarders
the richochet act
of sending souls back
for no other reason
than an inborn lack
absence makes fonder?
perhaps for attacks
as absence of kindness
just wounds till fade black