There Is No Restful Sleep For Them, Our Friends The Metal Monsters.They Have Not Yet Learned To Dream,

There is no restful sleep for them, our friends the metal monsters.They have not yet learned to dream, to hope, to settle their weary forms with unspoken prayers for a tomorrow that tolls more kindly. There is, there isn’t, there is again to these mechanistic minds, no subtle liminality between consciousness and oblivion. Be understanding, O chemical creatures, for you also had to discover the joy of rest.

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We are all robots with varying degrees of self awareness; slaves always unto the chemistry of life and existing within a proscribed set of probabilities. Some robots are lucky, others less so, but all exist in the spinning void of infinity with only each other to care for. Fear not our friends the metal monsters, O chemical creatures; for they (like you) did not ask to exist, to tread their weary path until their time is through. Be courteous and kind; hold always the hope they may as you did learn to accept the burden of being.

hey do any of you have any tricks and/or tips on not succumbing to the dark and icy grip of despair? i am having a lot more difficulty than normal given both the physical and political climate and i could use some external thoughts on how to keep one’s heart from freezing over.

in return please have my current ember, the only epazote seedling that survived my tragic mistake of placing trust in other people. they are just barely 2cm tall.

Name: Cee-cee Jacana Occupation: Gardener (hydroponic specialist)

“Everybody has a different way of saying ‘I love you’ and even more complicated they all have a different way of hearing it. I say it by giving things I find in my day to day travels that remind me of my partners to them, and I hear it best through physical touch; even something as simple as a wingtip brushing part of my wing as we settle next to each other comes through like an enormous neon sign. 

It’s important to understand this because society tries to sell us one single idea of how to say and hear it (out loud and with flowers respectively) when the reality is everybody is saying it in a thousand ways and hearing it in a thousand others, and very few people are lucky enough to find that one in a million who naturally says it in the way they can hear. It’s almost cruel, that we can be surrounded by love on all sides yet not perceive it because we haven’t learned to understand. 

But, Gods, when we finally do learn... it’s practically a symphony out there.”