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Iām the same as I was when I was six years oldā¦
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Where do you move when what youāre moving from is yourself?
Where do you move when what youāre moving from is yourself?
Oct 4, 2024
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beautiful song, only discovered it recently - but that overlapping vocal delay is great. so many gems in the Sun Kil Moon catalogue
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šāDonāt trust the moon, Sheās always changing.ā
thatās what i was told as a child.Ā
iāve grown older with false pretenses of an evil moon.
I donāt believe it anymore
I love the moon.
I fell in love with the moon.
I wanted to be the moon.Ā
Far away, able to vanish.
I couldnāt be the moon so I found someone to be it for me.
Over time iāve realized iām not the sun or the moon.
Iām some far out dwarf planet yet to be discovered
I tried to be the sun.
When I was the sun no one cared
I shined bright
I shined and gave my light to anyone who asked
I made everyone around me happy at my own expenseĀ
Eventually a solar eclipse happened.
My light was blacked outĀ
covered by his
he didnāt mean to though?
i went to my room the other day and i found a shoebox
the shoebox I put all the shit you gave me in
The locket you gave me when I turned 16
The photo of us on our first date at that shitty gas station.
i just drove by that gas station, they want $4 a gallon.
the high heels you bought me on my 17th birthday
the sparkly ones
where you said they didnāt sparkle as bright as my smile
how stupid was I to believe you
on my 18th birthday you gave me the best gift of all.
money.
you owed me a lot more than you gave me.Ā
you only wanted me for money and sex.Ā
i caught on quickly.
I stayed though.Ā
You dimmed my light.Ā
caused a solar eclipse.
the whole time I was thankful
it was just me
only one eclipse.
you were with other women.
i thought only 2 planets could overlap.
clearly i failed science.
you told me the sun was your favorite
so i morphed and changed to be the sun for you
and when i became the sun
you put out my light
iāve realized that i probably shouldāve listening to my childhood warning.
the moons strange.
different shapes and sizesĀ
you change how you look
you buzz your hair
you shave your mustache
it doesnāt matter
youāre still the moon
thatās bullshit warning was false
donāt trust the moon
he never changes.
Jun 11, 2025
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š- happy snowstorm to those experiencing it.
over time iāve been quite used to my environment changing around me. i know with how much control iāve exhibited that it hasnāt been a case of myself lacking control or my *will* being meaningless, but rather the way i wake up. - in the past few months, i shut myself off in attempts to minimize whatever i was feeling. iām still guilty of it but,
looking at pictures of myself before i turned out this way makes me see that even if i canāt see how my behaviorās changed, i can see the physical.
this is a very stupid and literal reference, but āchangesā by david bowie goes as such:
/ Ch-ch-changes, just gonna have to be a different man Time may change me But I canāt trace time /
time will change us. no matter what, but our efforts will amount to something if we try imitating its grip! facing it first, (grimly) succumbing to time could be what makes us change.
thereās times where my change isnāt my priority. iām guilty of wondering how other people think of me now, when i will never be able to know such āhowsā. i get scared, terrified of how someone else may have changed, and like with how the physical changes are the most obvious, the aspect that sets in the most fear for me is seeing how people physically change. itās an odd feeling.
you meet who youāre going to be in the future, in each fleeting moment, but once that isnāt in your control, and youāre facing what you canāt lie about, you canāt stop how your environment changes. people look different, their perceptions of you change. all you can do is think what you could do differently, or accept everything.
accept who youāre going to be and everything youāre not.
over time iāve been quite used to my environment changing around me. i know with how much control iāve exhibited that it hasnāt been a case of myself lacking control or my *will* being meaningless, but rather the way i wake up. - in the past few months, i shut myself off in attempts to minimize whatever i was feeling. iām still guilty of it but,
looking at pictures of myself before i turned out this way makes me see that even if i canāt see how my behaviorās changed, i can see the physical.
this is a very stupid and literal reference, but āchangesā by david bowie goes as such:
/ Ch-ch-changes, just gonna have to be a different man Time may change me But I canāt trace time /
time will change us. no matter what, but our efforts will amount to something if we try imitating its grip! facing it first, (grimly) succumbing to time could be what makes us change.
thereās times where my change isnāt my priority. iām guilty of wondering how other people think of me now, when i will never be able to know such āhowsā. i get scared, terrified of how someone else may have changed, and like with how the physical changes are the most obvious, the aspect that sets in the most fear for me is seeing how people physically change. itās an odd feeling.
you meet who youāre going to be in the future, in each fleeting moment, but once that isnāt in your control, and youāre facing what you canāt lie about, you canāt stop how your environment changes. people look different, their perceptions of you change. all you can do is think what you could do differently, or accept everything.
accept who youāre going to be and everything youāre not.
Jan 19, 2025
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