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Agree with this; so lets all take the pen back off whoever is authoring this chapter and change the genre to something more like utopian (or progressive) nonfiction (take back AUTHOR - ity).
"If not me who?
If not now, when?".
Agree with this; so lets all take the pen back off whoever is authoring this chapter and change the genre to something more like utopian (or progressive) nonfiction (take back AUTHOR - ity).
"If not me who?
If not now, when?".
So it turns out dystopian nonfiction is for sure the least enjoyable genre
January 11, 2026 at 7:37 PM
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Agree with this; so lets all take the pen back off whoever is authoring this chapter and change the genre to something more like utopian (or progressive) nonfiction (take back AUTHOR - ity).
"If not me who?
If not now, when?".
Agree with this; so lets all take the pen back off whoever is authoring this chapter and change the genre to something more like utopian (or progressive) nonfiction (take back AUTHOR - ity).
"If not me who?
If not now, when?".
a shocked world swore
it would not happen again
but here we are
a pit of broken bodies
stretches into forever
—Tracy Davidson
Atlas Poetica 34
#5lines #TankaPoem #Tanka #micropoetry
it would not happen again
but here we are
a pit of broken bodies
stretches into forever
—Tracy Davidson
Atlas Poetica 34
#5lines #TankaPoem #Tanka #micropoetry
November 7, 2025 at 7:59 PM
October 12, 2025 at 3:28 AM
A strong nation, like a strong person, can afford to be gentle, firm, thoughtful, & restrained. It can extend a helping hand to others. It’s a weak nation, like a weak person, that must behave with bluster, boasting, and rashness, and other signs of insecurity.
#quote President Jimmy Carter
#quote President Jimmy Carter
October 11, 2025 at 7:36 PM
YOUR JOB TODAY
i/
Your job today...is to...
Look outside & count the clouds;
look inside them for any kind faces from your past; or favourite books, whilst ALSO...
noticing... which birds are singing, & where, in relation to where you are standing;
i/
Your job today...is to...
Look outside & count the clouds;
look inside them for any kind faces from your past; or favourite books, whilst ALSO...
noticing... which birds are singing, & where, in relation to where you are standing;
September 13, 2025 at 11:23 PM
YOUR JOB TODAY
i/
Your job today...is to...
Look outside & count the clouds;
look inside them for any kind faces from your past; or favourite books, whilst ALSO...
noticing... which birds are singing, & where, in relation to where you are standing;
i/
Your job today...is to...
Look outside & count the clouds;
look inside them for any kind faces from your past; or favourite books, whilst ALSO...
noticing... which birds are singing, & where, in relation to where you are standing;
June 19, 2025 at 10:13 AM
I just signed a petition urging studios and streaming services to pick up #TheWheelOfTime for additional seasons. Join me to #SaveWOT! savewot.com/take-action/... !
June 19, 2025 at 9:44 AM
I just signed a petition urging studios and streaming services to pick up #TheWheelOfTime for additional seasons. Join me to #SaveWOT! savewot.com/take-action/... !
There will be beauty in my tomorrows, because today I planted flowers.
January 13, 2025 at 1:52 AM
There will be beauty in my tomorrows, because today I planted flowers.
Dear Uncle Sam...
January 11, 2025 at 8:59 PM
Dear Uncle Sam...
Theme for 2025 and beyond: hold on to your facts and remember in the immortal words of Captain Picard, "THERE. ARE. FOUR. LIGHTS!".
youtu.be/jk3EsXgXcyQ?...
youtu.be/jk3EsXgXcyQ?...
THERE ARE...4..LIGHTS!!!!
YouTube video by Mike Johnson
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January 11, 2025 at 8:30 PM
Theme for 2025 and beyond: hold on to your facts and remember in the immortal words of Captain Picard, "THERE. ARE. FOUR. LIGHTS!".
youtu.be/jk3EsXgXcyQ?...
youtu.be/jk3EsXgXcyQ?...
Looking through
my kitchen window
one cloud is dark blue grey,
pregnant with the forecast I read this morning
Meanwhile, on other shores,
clouds have already gathered, burst, given birth.
Storm warnings were given, but not believed.
The sun will shine again, but when, my love?
In what decade?
my kitchen window
one cloud is dark blue grey,
pregnant with the forecast I read this morning
Meanwhile, on other shores,
clouds have already gathered, burst, given birth.
Storm warnings were given, but not believed.
The sun will shine again, but when, my love?
In what decade?
December 17, 2024 at 8:57 AM
Looking through
my kitchen window
one cloud is dark blue grey,
pregnant with the forecast I read this morning
Meanwhile, on other shores,
clouds have already gathered, burst, given birth.
Storm warnings were given, but not believed.
The sun will shine again, but when, my love?
In what decade?
my kitchen window
one cloud is dark blue grey,
pregnant with the forecast I read this morning
Meanwhile, on other shores,
clouds have already gathered, burst, given birth.
Storm warnings were given, but not believed.
The sun will shine again, but when, my love?
In what decade?