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death in books
it changes my mood
maybe even
how I look

it reads like it's real
I just wanted you to heal…

these days
I've watched you die
though we didn’t even say
goodbye

but did we
ever say hello?
I'm sure you did
but I think
mine didn't fit

I've watched you die
on the couch
you didn't know me
you couldn't even see
someone was there
right next to you
listening free

I've watched you die
my eyes went crazy
always thought I was shady

don't trust me

I spy on you
never talk
only stalk
read your mind
so I could find
a great light
something bright

empathy
for you

they say it was right there
where you've died
on the other side
but I know

I've watched you die
on the couch

all I have of you
are words
letters
together
in chapters

I've watched you die
but you still exist
Don't you?
your name holds a story
you don't have to worry
I remember
I remember...

Sammie McCoy died of illness: het geheugenboek by Lara Avery

Annie killed: meisje vermist gevonden by Stefanie Sybens

Megan Harris car accident, hit by car: hou me niet vast by Wanne Synnave

Parker Bennet suicide: hou me niet vast by Wanne Synnave

Madame Manec natural death: all the light we cannot see by Anthony Doerr

Werner Pfennig stepped on bomb: all the light we cannot see by Anthony Doerr

Sall Sigh killed: a good girl's guide to ****** by Holly Jackson

Andie Bell choked on *****: a good girl's guide to ****** by Holly Jackson

Bianca Di Angelo sacrificed: the titan curse by Rick Riordan

Zoe nightshade: the titan curse by Rick Riordan

Luke Castellan sacrificed: the last olympian by Rick Riordan

Jason Grace sacrificed: the burning maze by Rick Riordan

Stanley Forbes/Jack Brunswick killed: good girl, bad blood by Holly Jackson

Rue Brownlow sacrificed: the hunger games  by Suzanne Collins

Augustus Waters died of cancer :The fault in our stars by John Green
Hand in hand, helped me climb the lever
Almost fell back down, your wind saved me in time
Water over city, slipping under
Groaned when you saw both of them arrive

Told me you'd fallen in love with a lie
Helped me only to save your people
Though I'm one, it kinda killed me inside
In the middle of the oasis, withered and died

Your screaming dreams of going back to strangers
Mine only wished that the kiss wasn't forced
All that I'm breathing is dust of the angels
Not you, but everything else will be worse

The 1st of May comes along and I'm reeling
The betrayal turned the tables and coerced
Angry and hurt, you did what you should
I was the lie, you know the real me now

Now we stay up and call, past sunset then dawn
Your cousin, my brother, all family-like
Survived The Great War, past crevice and rock
Sighed dreamily, all good things in mind
Inspired by "The Blood Traitor" by Lynette Noni
ac Jul 26
“please! just tell me what’s wrong! why are you always so angry and distant all the time?!  i’m trying to help you why won’t you let me??!”

“you just wouldn’t understand, this is something i have to deal with on my own”

and then he felt it
the feeling of her trying to break down the conjured barrier around his thoughts
the feeling of her trying to see him the way she can see everyone else

“STOP IT”
he yelled slamming her into the wall without even touching her skin
“STOP TRYING TO GET IN MY HEAD”
the girl that was never afraid now looked completely terrified
he loosens his mental grip he had on her body , looking into her violet eyes and pulls her close
“i’m sorry love”
he whispers
“it’s just too dark in here”
Yashkrit Ray Jul 20
On a voyage
In the sea of knowledge.
Each and every page -
A new stoppage.

Many pages bound together
With a cover made of leather.
Pages as white as white feather,
All the information I gather.

A structured presentation
With graphical representation.
A sky of narration
And a table of notation.

Starting with table of contents
Then onset of concepts
Rich with facts and experiments
To every curious thought, I give vents.

From physics to chemistry
I resolve biological mystery.
From philosophy to history
A road to your intellectual mastery.

All about General Reginald Dyer
And explaining how do plants transpire
From magnetic field around a wire
To E=mc².
A poem full of fun about the world inside a book.
(a tribute to C.S. Pacat)

on a bed
of white flowers,
etched on my wrist,
i wear it as a vow,
above the place
my pulse
tenderly blooms,
forgetting to lie.

her soft handwriting
is a reminder of a journey
i had once taken
between the lines,
forgiveness forming,
from lashes to petals,
on bruised pages.

i carry her with me,
their story, her essence,
kingdoms folding into skin,
her words marking
not only a change,
but a becoming —
the slow-burn
of identity
i can finally place.
July 19, 2025.
this one is about the tattoo in her handwriting, etched on my skin.
How dare you? How dare you take away your future including ours for a temporary satisfaction? How dare you let us ruin ourselves without taking action against it? How dare you ruin only thing we have left?
 
How dare you?
 
Technology
The mass extinction of life.
 
Technology is not an advancement to humanity, it is the death of us. Most people don’t even realize they’re in a trap because the trap is comfortable.
 
Now as the technology advanced we became more overstimulated because of overconsumption which made our dopamine levels fall. I believe technology should be restricted and controlled. We as humans want to achieve so much like traveling to mars, explore the space and get AI to work instead of us. The mass downfall of human race and extreme laziness is becoming a concerning thing that we won’t acknowledge or do anything about it since technology is the "future" but is it? It will only ruin our capability and planet. As technology advances our bodies become weaker. Which ruins our future. We could survive the ice age because our bodies could adapt, we weren't lazy. Now as technology ruins our planet we will ruin our ecosystem and everything including ourselves. If technology continues to advance without restrictions rapidly, it will be the end of us. Planet as usually won’t find a way to protect us like it could in the past because the technological advances are rapid and extreme.
Technology is not evolution, its self-destruction disguised as progress.
Tech has made us overstimulated and dopamine deprived. Our bodies are collapsing and we act like its progress.
·      Decline in physical resilience
·      Collapse of mental strength
·      Skyrocketing dopamine crashes
·      Global distraction while the Earth burns
 
Technology is the downfall of humanity and the whole ecosystem including the extreme fall and rapid death of humans and other animals. If a WW3 breaks out, our extreme advanced technology will wipe out the whole Earth. Government is not calculated and strategic as we think. We will die. They rely on emotions more than they do on logic. Because if they didn't rely on emotions but relied on logic they would drill oils for money a.k.a. temporary pleasure. They would chose a stable future for them and future generations. Instead they exchange the whole future for a temporary satisfaction. But at what cost?
Tech isn’t just evolving, it’s accelerating beyond human control.
 
People won’t take action since we want instant changes and such damage to us and Earth is impossible to achieve until decades of action to save the humanity. We need to rewire the human brain, restrict so much, and do so much work and it will take extremely long time to reverse such damage. OR either they will think "nah it'll take too long what’s the point?"
 
Mars, AI, space travel, great dreams. But at what cost?
We dream big, yet can’t handle small things like:
 
·      saving the oceans,
·      dealing with plastic,
·      preserving natural species,
·      making people mentally healthy.
 
It's ironic: we want to build a future while burning the foundation we’re standing on.
 
In the past, Earth had time to recover. Ice ages were slow. Natural changes were gradual. But tech is fast. We’re accelerating the destruction, and Earth doesn’t have the time to counterbalance this anymore.
 
Climate change, mass extinction, pollution; the speed of tech outpaces nature’s healing.
 
So What Can Be Done?
Restrict overuse of AI and tech that steals attention and labour. Rebuild strong local communities rooted in purpose and discipline. Educate people early about dopamine, mental health, and overconsumption. Promote physical and mental resilience over comfort. Reclaim sovereignty from algorithms and automation.
 
We have built weapons and AI systems so powerful that war no longer means battlefield strategy, it means global extinction in minutes.
Governments are stockpiling nuclear, biological, cyber, and AI-driven weapons… And yet, they act emotionally, impulsively, and politically, not strategically.
 
Nature is screaming, but no one is listening.
 
Even though this chapter criticizes Technology and AI that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t use it. It indeed has a lot of benefits to humanity, but only if it’s used wisely and rightfully. The danger lies not in the tool itself, but in how we choose to wield it.
Technology is like a blade. It can be used to cut down disease, ignorance, and distance, or to cut down forests, truth, and human connection.
Artificial Intelligence can help us detect cancer early, but it can also write fake news and manipulate elections.
It can translate languages yet erase cultures.
It can help someone learn, or make someone stop thinking altogether.
What was supposed to help us evolve now keeps us weak.
What was designed to give us time now steals it.
People scroll instead of speak. They stare at blue light instead of sunlight.
Technology didn’t just change our behaviour, it rewired our brains.
We were promised freedom, but got dependency.
AI is developing faster than laws.
Children are exposed to things their brains can’t understand.
Deep fakes destroy trust in reality.
It’s all up to us now.
No one is coming to save us, we need to save ourselves. Stop with the false hope. Take the action now and watch the world change. One spark and it can start a fire.
 
Remove a person’s phone and they panic.
Remove electricity and society collapses.
Remove the internet and the world falls into silence.
This isn’t advancement; this is vulnerability.
 
Humans were never supposed to live like this.
 
We don’t need to stop using AI, we need to start using our brains again.
We don’t need to destroy technology, but we need to stop letting it destroy us.
If we don’t build discipline, laws, and moral awareness now,
Will there even be a future left to save?
I want to be your favorite book-  
have you thumb through my pages    
make me dog-eared and worn  
fold down my corners at the parts
where you smiled or thrummed love  
and feel your fingers along my spine  

couch curled in the yellow glow of
forty-watt warmth and a heavy blanket  
open me-  
the familiar feel of your eyes  
running over my lines  
until you know me by heart  
  
an old friend that never changes  
a lover that never leaves  
your escape  
your comfort  
for as long as my pages have ink
MuseumofMax May 30
I wear a paper crown and a blanket as a robe

I bare my big front teeth with a grin

My voice echoes when I roar

My feet stomp carelessly, shaking the floor


I am not a king, possibly a prince?

I am wild and unruly and untamed

I am loud and rude and mean

Yet my fur is soft and my heart is clean


I am Max - or Maxine

King - or prince

of the Wild Things
Simon Bridges May 26
I repeat a mantra in a language
I cannot read
Listening  
                  From right to left
Writing each sound
              Repeating syllables
Until each link
As all in nature effects
                                 Another
Forty two letters
Seven sentences
           Each with six words 
Encoded
Born from the book
                           Of Genisis
Known as the 42-letter Name of God, the Ana beKo'ach is a unique formula built of 42 letters written in seven sentences of six words each. Each of the seven sentences correspond to the seven days of the week, seven specific angels, and to a particular heavenly body. The letters that make up Ana beKo'ach are encoded within the first 42 letters of the book of Genesis. Written originally in Aramaic.
Mrs Timetable May 20
I want to write
A little poetry book
Fitting in my pocket
To carry with me
With five little poems
One for each finger of your hand
Your hand that led me here
My muse
My blues
My cues
My heart tattoos
My infuse
So I will call it YOUs
I'm gonna do it. Watch me.
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