Looking for the thing you lack usually means you ignore who's got your back

Whatever horned snake will be, will be.
Winged angel for some, to see.
***** creature, etymologically.

I wanna be up in autumn but we all fall down sometimes

After a while,
everything you're stressing about becomes insignificant.

There will be bigger, badder and (luckily) better.

You need these times to build upon yourself.

You need the negatives to develop.

Learn, grow, work, love and do.

Because that's all there is.

There will always be something to focus on for tomorrow,
and if you're focusing on yesterday - you're wasting valuable time. <3

Like a gem, multifaceted, chryst-all-eyes'd.

And kaleidoscopic like a funhouse mirror, sometimes we have the illusion of separation and when some look at other aspects it may seem upside down, skewed, distorted or wonky, but it's not our face to wash. And sometimes animals attack the mirror when they don't yet recognize their own reflection in the looking glass.

while the stock TING market rides high they be stuffing the tides down our throats like we're sock puppets

Solipsistic self saviour strategy still saves souls severed seemingly safely so solidarity sews, sees and secures several siblings ;)

I hate that you know your cards so well, left with not more than to sit and dwell... on the woes and the pains that makes the inflammation swell and the secrets you choose to no longer tell. I hate that you know your cards so well, the metagame structure, the moves and spells. Stories from NPCs, the canon and plays, leaving you locked into the old ways.  Playing tapped out hands, old janky tricks... with only a table flip the  only advisable fix.

I hate that you knew your cards so well...
... dedicated to a gamer who passed away far too early, who inspires me on the regular. I see you, trickster, and I miss you.

Lord of The Ringmaster
Kanga + Tigger Broadway of Juliet & Romeo = loinspawn Joey Fatone, pretty great

Thicc Tigro Morendo

In Vince Able form

bone daddy on the scene
big baller in the hizzouce
didja find yer marbles?
but do you know what my favourite is?

401 to er is neo-human, mal
rebuke the sin, not the sinner
bundling the best: sol-stuff tetris
wholly coronagraph'd
stellar to get the groove back
devotion to the ineffable
remembrance day of the dead
keeping it under wraps. mums the word
la mort is feminine
re:animation back from the dead inside
is it jubilee yet?

prep n pump-kin patch
how do you like them dirt apples?
juicy fruits of the labours
pipedream for a cheesecake

it's novel: choose your own adventure
balancing the books: big business
complex character development
first draft pickies
to break a record you must first keep record
EPIC! Great work
it's the thought that counts

cat-like reflexives!
don't judge a cat by its pajamas
cheetahs can change their spots
do you purr oh now or wait for purolator?
let us hear your rawr!
cocky language: bananas peacocking over *****
the return of fish hat fashion
full ****** moontime, buddy

quelle suprise, new tricks
the price of power and glamour

self-stabilizing, recalibration and in-balancing
just be & be just
rest & rejuvenation
how to fill the cup
managing realistic expectations
keeping it super simple
consistent chunks
through the refiners fire
purposeful pursuit with pivot
to be okay with where you are
state-dependant power play
just showing up is okay
playin' the numbers game
"Limitations" as objective parameters
developing adequate pace setting
leadership in the mundane
habitually game changing
psychological promptings

do not come for me go for comfort
yorokonde! not for pleasure but with pleasure
gib it a lil kissikiss
tis the season enough space for everybody to win
a wee bit of the leeway
coast2coast maintaining momentum
both time and progress are not so linear
comfort, choice & chance
making a passing grade

melee of the kalikimakka
its a friggin miracle
going for gold
continually la kay days
FA FA FA for fortune
cultivating true names and magic words
meaningful value of appreciation

gentle warm up
wildcard win(d) conditions & changes
the force to be reckoned with
the wind has a way to talk to me
harley stank ***** iv tout le temps
whatever resonates with you
ever-enduring lil stinker
extra sensory perceptions
creative expression ~ get it out of the system

specular reflection: smokes & mirroring
not just black and white
core information mysteriously changes shape

mr. everything duran mother django man go frou ting, now
in-joy a bull non-cents
giver the ole wigglejiggle

for the six to nine
4 86in it saintly style
flex 4 hope & cuddle 4 gains

a lil something something nice nice
of chicanery and shenanigans

feelin' the feelings
gonna work with it
I was gonna title this but...
I don't want to call it...
maybe? kinda! sorta?
this title was intentionally left blank
no comment

and the rest of what remains

Maybe the zombie apocalypse has been here for a long time, people walking around with masks, dead in the eyes, when rewards come from a childlike spark in the soul, the wilingess to play and experiment while still showing up, whole.