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TheSunIsUpTheSkyIsBlue
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💜Progress Not Perfection✨
PathStep 211 Compassion hearts19,971 Forum posts76 Forum upvotes363 Current upvotes363 Age GroupAdult Last activeNovember, 2024 Member sinceNovember 27, 2023
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Darting slow, moving grand, with precision and sweet ease 


quickly when they want to and absolutely may it please 


we feel good like the planets eloping neatly among debris 


as our nebulic bodies crystallize the notes, sounds and strings


-- from my own poem, [Oh my God, God, you really sent it down to me]




Recent forum posts
Let's Go For a Ride, Dear
Poetry / by TheSunIsUpTheSkyIsBlue
Last post
 September 25th
...See more 💜 Let’s go cruising down the road  onwards up the hill  and sailing down the slope  following dashed white lines while our eyes creep aside and let our hearts be the ones  to be trusted to guide The wind in our hair and a breeze on my face the billowing constant puff of air repeatedly  creating its shape I see as it changes and reorders in space My hair goes right with it because it just does, it’s embraced I notice the tunes intersecting the lengths of our waves, and we keep on and ride along as we maneuver the grids of our brains The network of stars is as your network within and as ours connect we can feel it glow and spin A sacred geometric form revolving and surrounding our skin There is truth just as there is fear, just as a drive down the road  seems rather clear. 💜
Your Self Hangs Over Me (old poem by me)
Poetry / by TheSunIsUpTheSkyIsBlue
Last post
 September 30th
...See more I am forever living in the shadow of who I could be I'd like to be a bed of rocks sunken under a stream Where less is expected of me But I know this low flow  of words trickling, how it seems  To you it’s just the same Bake me into senseless, show me not to see You want me to become a sack of nothing  So you can seem more free Manipulated into motionless, scalloped on my every grain By your lack of reinforcement I know how to behave  For your thoughts unwanted Use me as your scribble page I’ll store all new findings until I can throw them away  The way you talk is ignorant  The way you breathe releases fleas I’m itchy just being near you; your self hangs over me 
Some of my paintingsđź’ś
Arts & Crafts / by TheSunIsUpTheSkyIsBlue
Last post
 May 2nd
...See more hi everyones, I've been working on painting as art therapy recently. here are some of my recent pieces! 
innocuous
Poetry / by TheSunIsUpTheSkyIsBlue
Last post
 March 22nd
...See more she’s  ruminating  summarizing  suffering, mining her mind and on the tip  of the  top  of a hill  it  stands optimistic and in itself self-assured and alone i don’t know where it gained its strength  or how strands of ripped hairs re-gain their lengths but i am here many times, with them, and vailing behind  two vitreously liminal and portal-like screens i am also clearly hearing between  two listening things what if a blade of grass felt unnecessary?  what if a sweet young girl happy and without strict direction was told her thoughts were only unreasonably? a blade of grass, on the top of a hill  a sweet girl, braving the tip of her world held together as one unit in a loving windy whirl  in all its glory a drop of dew  on a blade of grass is sparkling reflecting someone, a valiant and prudent one exploring her life’s peripheries   all revel in humble grace and prominence  this hill, this girl, this blade of grass innocuous  positioned together so perfectly juxtaposed to recognize their own presence astonishingly the world’s whole worth and awe all mirrored  in a kaleidoscopic dew of beaming loving lightening   there is no one around to say to stop pondering  please don’t mow the grass tomorrow morning
Love That Doth Reign -translated by Henry Howard
Poetry / by TheSunIsUpTheSkyIsBlue
Last post
 February 26th
...See more Love that doth reign and live within my thought And built his seat within my captive breast, Clad in arms wherein with me he fought, Oft in my face he doth his banner rest. But she that taught me love and suffer pain, My doubtful hope and eke my hot desire With shamefaced look to shadow and refrain, Her smiling grace converteth straight to ire. And coward Love, then, to the heart apace Taketh his flight, where he doth lurk and 'plain, His purpose lost, and dare not show his face. For my lord's guilt thus faultless bide I pain, Yet from my lord shall not my foot remove,-- Sweet is the death that taketh end by love.
Meet my pup!
Hobby Zone / by TheSunIsUpTheSkyIsBlue
Last post
 March 28th
...See more Here is my Little Man🥰 he's the best little teeny tiny dude in the whole wide world. ✨ We've almost been together 9 years❣️ and I love him more than literally anything ever, I would do anything for him, he's my everything plus everything into infinity and forever. 
I am a bird who anxiously picks at her feathers
Poetry / by TheSunIsUpTheSkyIsBlue
Last post
 February 19th
...See more . . . . I am a bird who anxiously picks at her feathers
 Until I am naked and bare and weathered 
An act vainful to no avail at its worst and vulnerable at showman’s best 
I frequent all around this spectrum like electrons in atoms not getting to rest  I am a bird with feathers like treasures
 I did love the emerald but it weighs and cloaks my come-and-go stressors  And the sharp frequency which my gems can swing between 
forges a fierce electricity sometimes too much for me
 So I anxiously pick at my gems when I am pressured and weathered  I find myself in high measures and succumb in being pressured  I pick off my heavy emerald gems 
I don’t understand 
I know my emerald color is my measured treasure  I know gems like these present from being stressed or being hard-pressed I know it all is measured
 and treasured All when my process is cloaked in sheer darkness  An act vainful for your avail the Arbiter of my veins so swing to over-fill them with duress pressure polishes my emerald dress 
hurry, cloak it in lab created darkness  Black firework frequencies weathering me 
I know are overwhelming my gem-like feathers
 For me to pluck at again even though I know they should be treasured
Why is Music so Good? (poem by me)
Poetry / by TheSunIsUpTheSkyIsBlue
Last post
 February 19th
...See more Why is Music So Good? Oh my God, God, you really sent it down to me this music in my ears truly sounds like angel whisperings overcome by the light and so my vision's not clear, but it's really the waves in rhythm I'm desperate to hear My pink toenails catch slight glimpses in the peaks of your rich sun-rays and connect me to comfort every snug butterfly trapped in my blushing heart-cage The sound in your eyes feels like the grasp on my hip it moves with the music and I sway in your grip your grip sounds so sweet and is assertive between your lips I taste it in my ears and the melody switches pitch I study the tunes as they move and roll note to note eye to eye, side to side, singing as it goes the voice deep and smooth makes me feel right to know the music connecting us is syncing in our bones The beating of the drops of those chords felt so deep in my chest evoke the thumping of blood ceaselessly pumping like rings in space never coming to rest Darting slow, moving grand, with precision and sweet ease quickly when we want to and absolutely may it please we feel good like the planets eloping neatly among debris as our nebulic bodies crystallize in harmony of our notes, sounds, and strings
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