bisexual, any pronouns, disabled, white, twenties | playing dice with my small corner of the universe | reblogs from @diceystealstheinternet

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Day 2: Mindless? I Certainly Felt It. More Of A Doodle Than Anything... Now With Free Haiku!

Messy sketch done in ink of a skull in a top hat with a feather in it. Underneath is a poem: 'Brainless not mindless. / Sure, don't mean you can trust me... / Decide for yourself.'

Day 2: Mindless? I certainly felt it. More of a doodle than anything... Now with free haiku!

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Brainless not mindless.

Sure, don't mean you can trust me...

Decide for yourself.

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AKB 2019

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5 years ago
Line drawing of a drum, drum sticks, a trombone with the extinction rebellion symbol inside. Haiku (see below) floats alongside with the final line underneath.

Day 5: Build. This took me a while, I was stuck until early on Monday morning, London in rush hour - not usually the most inspirating time and place - when, walking into Trafalgar Square with the beat of the Samba band drumming at my back, I suddenly felt that things were things were finally, actually, changing.

Rebels everywhere, thank you.

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turn up, build a band:

from that, a movement rises.

We Are The Water.

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AKB 2019


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3 years ago

hearing aids day 1 (2nd march 2022)

crunchy

loud

lots wow just so many sounds

Ss!!! so much sibilance, oof is that annoying - might develop a lisp in preemptive retaliation/ self-defence

see also: whispering really carries

i can hear my hair and i am not happy about it

scratchy staticky sounds from hair moving, jaw opening/closing, breathing

does the air make sound??? i am confused

i feel high oh my gods on earth

too much behind the ear - ow

masks are a fucking pain right now

voice sounds funny, very conscious of every sound i make - just existing creates so much noise

under water at the cinema - loud crisp too much but also aware of thing in my ear, layer between me and the world, every slightly unreal and held at a distance

spooky

disorienting

music - especially classical so far but haven't tested much - everything else stops/ disappears/takes a back seat - andres rieu ftw - it's incredible, just entrancing and all-ecompassing, holy shit

my voice may change in relation to this (avoid s sounds, lower pitch and volume, kinda drawly because i can hear myself and it slows me down, usually speak very quickly)

everything is sooooo distracting!!!! the world is happening all around me

bereft when i took them out the first time, where has the world gone? everything so dim and distant, genuinely might cry

honestly kinda high key relieved after i took them out the second time jesus wept did i need a break

very tiring but in a different way from how straining not being able to hear is tiring - just so much new stuff to process! brain making ALL the connections wowzer oh boy

did i mention crunchy? because yeah if i could pick one word that'd be it, we're going iceberg lettuce on this

CRONCH


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3 years ago

crab 🦀

crash

5 years ago

Thoughts on coming out

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What I thought would happen, or, what happened every other damned time I tried to tell you:

Sit in the pit of my stomach

Get stuck in the tunnel of my throat

Lodge in the chasm of my mouth

Prickle and weigh on my tongue

Press against the blockade of my teeth

And finally,

Mangled and aching,

Shredded and bleeding,

Pummeled and pulsing,

Emerge

Changed

On my lips

Like cracked skin and warm breath

As words.

The wrong fucking words.

What actually happened:

I said it, downplayed it.

You dismissed me, and kissed me.

You still want me. You don't know me.

The response too easy; now I'm waiting for it to sink in.

How the hell do I show it, own it, glow with it

When I don't feel any

Pride.

You didn't listen.

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AKB 2019


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5 years ago

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Fireworks in Space

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Speak pride to power:

Show truth and love and magic;

Into the void, let colour flow

Where once only lies tried to fill the vacuum.

There is no air here.

We bring our own oxygen, and enough to share.

You try to set us on fire,

We laugh and burn and fizz and dance,

We are the sparks,

You gave us fuel.

Fool.

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AKB 2019


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