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The Path You Choose - poem

You are not your land, nor where you grew, For hearts shine brighter than what they view. Some live in dirt, yet their souls are clean, While some in mansions act harsh and mean. The schooled may stumble, blind to the way, The simple may guide with wisdom’s sway. The poor may give with an open... read more

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Happy valentines to all the other perpetual lonely peeps

We'll get there one day, whatever there is to you (relationship/s, loving communities/ chosen family, a hoard of pets ect) you'll find it eventually but until then practice self love, compassion and don't be afraid to be a little silly (edited)

Why do we measure our worth by years and possessions, as if time were a verdict and objects were proof of meaning?

Why do we turn age into an accusation and lack into a failure? Even if you reach fifty with empty hands, you are not empty. You are still breathing. You are still here. Survival alone is a quiet miracle no one applauds. You carry scars, instincts, memories, effort. You’ve crossed distances some... read more

New editions to the hoard

Got my order from The Crooked Moon kickstarter and here are two of the dice sets.

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Why is the world so divided? Is it simply ignorance? Is it hate? Could the underlying cause be something more primal? If you ask me its fear. Fear makes you draw the lines on maps. Fear makes you build the walls. Fear makes you hoard the wealth and resources. Fear makes you create the weapons,,and... (edited) read more