#darcy
I’ll never claim moral authority.
I could never tell
what’s good for me. Installation
welcome for moral education.
A ginger car, foot on the
break. I practice saying hello.
Though I’m poor at it.
Angel please offer your hand
to me. A catalog of books
to read.
I have so many stories to write.
But I drive on the open road,
so I too, could be a memory.
I’ll never find what’s right for me.
If grace could be define,
it would be a quiet phase, another
person, learning for the
better. Who never knows, but
it’s gone now. So I’m craving more.
But I’m traveling to trigger
prompts of moral lessons, just
to conjure the need to practice
is where I fail to act.
I’m just waiting to crumble again.
All I know, be a ***** when
it comes to your own ethics.
Nov 14, 2025
Nov 14, 2025 at 7:11 PM UTC
Coffee is good for life,
you’re good for the soul.
And you spinned me into
another universe.
After we dropped our
shoulders & let the
insecurities go. And
we’re the happiest
in each others presence
& we never heard of
co-dependance before.
Nov 12, 2025
Nov 12, 2025 at 5:45 PM UTC
DIARY ENTRY, EIGHT
By darcy prince
Today I bought some protein powder, which is the first time doing so. I’m a vegetarian, for a while I was eating chicken, as long as it was well-cooked. But I can’t remember the last I had any. I take fish oil, most of the time, twice a day. My other ways of getting protein now, mainly boiled eggs, always around six of them. If I forget to boil some, it’s fried eggs. I don’t eat yokes. I normally boil them early in the afternoon, then go off for the rest of my day, leaving them in the fridge until evening. Because of the heat & my apparent time constrict, is why I cooked them & left them to cool, by the time it’s time for dinner, the eggs have cooled down. I am actually looking over videos to it, how to make them, ways to take them, etc. Which I should have done prior. But since I don’t eat meat, it is worth a try. Expensive. But you get a lot for what you pay for. But it is a part of my weight loss journey. Which has been a back & forth this year. Even though I’ve been told so many times that I’m not fat. I just think I wasn’t healthy, that's all. Yes, for aesthetic reasons I am searching for, maybe a Greek ecstasy. Maybe some attention to. Since my last entry, I have talked about dating again. More so asking a crush out. I still think it won’t go well. In about 90 mins, I am going for a walk. If it’s not for health, do it for attention, but it’s worth giving it a go. It’s a little of my NoFap journey or in other words, getting to know myself again.
See what happens, I’m actually more curious to see if I’ll stick to the protein powder things. I am worried about the sugar content & learning another way besides mixing it with milk. Which has both high levels or sugar & fat. My landlord asked me why I never took any. Asking when coming home with a new container of fish oil. Which I had never thought of. I mean, I saw them around the shops selling, etc. Walking around the shops, I saw a container on sale, for why not. On the way, I realize how I'm supposed to take it? When to take it? Etc. With all that fun stuff.
Oh to the experiences I’ve missed out on, by not being tall, thin & attractive.
I don’t think people are interested in my idiots, food things & body image problems. Which is always an issue, sometimes any underlying shame that's trauma prone comes in when one is an adult, you’re more aware & have the skill to correct but those emotions in feeling the issues hits all at once, leaving one cripplyong.
My smoking hasn't been the best. I’m still in the habit of every two or three days, I’ll smoke an entire pack & go out to buy another one, by the end of it, the second pack, at least half of it’s gone. The virtue of humanity is on such a slow rise to the top, it’s so hard to do, yet such a struggle to do so, as vice seems so normal & effortless to do. Being into moral philosophy, I could spend that money, time, whatever on so many other things. I seem to never be able to swing into the mood to do anything about it. This is where some of my personal shame comes from, realizing for the first time how much youth is wasted on the young. I’m sure I’m looking forward to having a rock bottom in this area, I wonder what will actually trigger it? Maybe the actual habit of having it or my lack of financial skill is the cause why I’m single. I know there is dignity in the effort.
My thinking will be the death of me. I know better, or at least the awareness I could do better. My actions do not follow that.
Though if you’re asking me, sweets, chocolates, whatever would be taken out of school, a legal age for fast food, higher taxes for such companies that produce such food items, so-on. It does seem hard to get healthier, to lose weight, to be somewhat aesthetically pleasing once you age. Not all of it is the result of not being able to, just a biological part of life. Those self-help gurus who fail to throw out either of anything negative are maladjusted people, failing to connect the knowledge of a healthy lifestyle to someone’s emotions & economic access. We're in a culture where it’s cheaper to buy chocolate than it is to buy fruit. Chocolate for comfort rather than a one off pleasurable treat. Fruit for the body to fuel the mind but displayed for health nuts. Is the show ‘The Biggest Loser’ still a thing? It's an entire societal thing. My weight gain in my adult year is really up to me. At least I know the difference between McDonals to a fruit shop. For what alone is a part of my own doing. If I adopt that sort of all-time positive thinking as those self-proclaimed guru’s, I indirectly flee from reality, to elicit a community where nothing could ever possibly go wrong. It’s not solely a matter of being sexually attractive in the eyes of other people, but by simply supporting local fruit shops, I’ve provided a small contribution to the running of their shop & a slight chance of never having their prices go up & the healthy my body is, the more freedom the medical & scientific community is to focus on much harsher realities of life, such as mental illness & the cure to cancer. I know that seems dramatic but a large amount of truth is in it.
Nov 16, 2021
Nov 16, 2021 at 8:47 PM UTC
My days are gone, wondering,
I am alone,
terrain full of thoughts, lost,
I’m
dying of thirst in the
want of life.
Nothing more to weep for,
I’m dying
Oct 18, 2021
Oct 18, 2021 at 12:35 AM UTC
Kicking up the dust,
learnt about married life
from the prostitutes, I never
touched the flesh of
****** beauty that the flesh itself
is poetry & when
you grow for the better is when
their devils come to get you
& when I die, know that I never
wanted anything else
besides the company of your presence,
heartless when I saw
them bugging out, hard lessons
taught when you’re aware of how easy it
is to be ease
when there is suffering,
I saw them coming & I put up my hands,
‘I was only looking for love,
I hope you understand’.
They’re become crack, like the time
before that. One of them said, ‘don’t you
dare say a word, you’re giving us
your right hand, don’t you dare cry wolf’.
Afterall the growth, beating real good,
poetry was made
for attention, Heavens gates are inside
their smiles, it put me ahead of the
pack, on track, but I
promises those aren’t your friends,
now don’t hate,
reality has decided for you to wait,
but couldn’t handle the
weight.
Sep 6, 2021
Sep 6, 2021 at 1:38 AM UTC
ART MOMENT, VOL 1
By Darcy Prince
Time or reality is ungoverned, it will remain so for at least in the indefinable future. Innovations will come along. If ethical education has taught us anything. It always changes. Devoid of not making an effort.
I tried painting for a bit. I’m not that good. Several years ago, my housemate recommended watching an Andy Warhol documentary. I honestly became fascinated & dived into several art documentaries, honestly quite a fantastic learning experience. Looking, I regret not collecting all the links to those documentaries, even though I got the time to do so now. This was during the time of getting to know myself again, or getting a sense of direction. Painting, drawing, more attempts to learn, using online videos to learn how to draw a person's eyes or hands was a somewhat slightly disappointing experience, that I should try something else. I can remember the pacific moment to try art writing a go or even getting into any sort of criticism. But I ended up there.
I remember watching the program, ‘different ways of seeing’, aesthetics became a new subject for me. With Alain De Botton, now taking into consideration the larger impact, things have on society. Being utterly fascinated on how some, not all painters have a lasting print on peoples society. Like how Van Gogh never sold a painting within his lifetime. The relation between what we see & what we know is a comforting, settling thing. Seeing the painting ‘scream’, perhaps an early meme or trolling act, without a notice, reflects the inner fear we share. Feeling desired as a lover, maybe the most Holy feeling in the world. For those who aren’t, their artworks are a displaying force of nature. Rothko has provided a new way in expression, with his drape like paintings in a tone of red, as his edges before the canvas ended seemingly lazy at a time when art was supposed to be serious & realistic. And so far, people are the common thread between forms of art.
A time for action is in art. In modern speaking or our armchair conversations over coffee, maybe you’re a tea drinker. My cigarettes will be there. The hashtag learn to code was quite popular, especially when universal income became a new subject for our politicians we are voting in and started to be talked about. Games are a large industry. There’s even arguments for it being art. It does make use for graphics & storytelling. Whether you play it or not. It does include a large amount of thinking to put together. Sure we can talk of the violence it uses. Though outside those who read or try to keep up with modern times. The rise of deep fakes. *** doesn’t belong to a group, race, a part of the city, race. It honestly belongs to the world. Yes, some works of art will rise from it. The obscure thinking never actually seems to fit in. Even in the Star Wars films, there’s a use of passed away actors to be acting in the films they’re releasing now. To remain innocent, is to remain ignorant. Statues of past figureheads of culture may have been adored by the art critic, but the average person has someone they know to be entered in their private virtual world.
I don’t know what your story is. I think art can offer what we’re languishing inside of us. Personally, over the last couple of years, I’ve been wounded by my last breakup. I spent it in bed, I cried, I couldn’t do anything, even food started to taste differently. In romance art, novels in particular, supplemented so much. Being heartbroken. Can you believe that individuals can do so amongst themselves? I’ve heard it argued & arguing successfully, that identity comes from an idea. Art I think, that comes along with that. But art does provide a certain grief, with tragedy developing as its own genre.
I really don’t know where I was going with this. I just wrote it out. But leaving it here, to add to the body of work when I die. But what reconciles an individual with society, to what that person created.
Sep 5, 2021
Sep 5, 2021 at 1:19 AM UTC
at the time of my death,
it would be a whimper
in the dark, full of regret
and shame
Sep 1, 2020
Sep 1, 2020 at 1:19 AM UTC
secrets, are no fun,
secrets hurt someone,
for now, poetry can
garnish
Jul 20, 2020
Jul 20, 2020 at 8:14 AM UTC
between day & night,
splitting all metaphysical hairs,
there
she is, in awe.
Jul 14, 2020
Jul 14, 2020 at 1:29 AM UTC
beauty
making things love,
it doesn't mean its love,
its beauty only
Jul 9, 2020
Jul 9, 2020 at 1:14 AM UTC
poetry,
records of my thoughts,
my emotions, its a personal history,
but not my everything
Jul 6, 2020
Jul 6, 2020 at 7:48 PM UTC
the days may seem long poetry,
but ive lived more in
the words i write, than anywhere else
Jul 4, 2020
Jul 4, 2020 at 7:56 AM UTC
to live first,
everything else is optional,
besides consequences
Jul 2, 2020
Jul 2, 2020 at 9:40 AM UTC
created a isolated world
than plucked
myself into reality,
for impulsive reasons.
Jun 22, 2020
Jun 22, 2020 at 2:34 AM UTC
under escort, visiting life,
I'm unable to command modern times,
at least here I can be god of words.
Jun 10, 2020
Jun 10, 2020 at 1:13 AM UTC
be different,
doesn't mean you're
right or wrong, the permission to hurt,
to
avoid,
just finding your place
May 10, 2020
May 10, 2020 at 6:53 PM UTC
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a swimming companion when enjoying his pond.
Mar 11, 2020
Mar 11, 2020 at 11:16 PM UTC
Your fine eyes and lively wit
first caught his attention,
your light, lush figure
he discerned upon closer inspection.
You then had the audacity
to speak your mind,
to tell your unwanted suitor
where to go.
Nonetheless, what did he find?
A young lady brimming
with charm and intelligence,
a country girl of unrivaled specialness.
And hither came his letter,
an eye-opening missive,
a charitable benediction
that proved redemptive.
Here your prejudice began to be
worked on for the better,
its constant hold relenting
until it unfettered altogether.
His agony of rejection
soon warred against his pride,
his ardency for you
could not be denied.
A chance encounter
and you were
at once astonished
at what your heart did reveal,
his intense stare warmed your cheeks,
his kind words
and acts of goodness
then sealed the deal.
You could love no other.
And in this blissful denouement
you agreed to become his wife and lover.
Mrs. Elizabeth Darcy, Mistress of Pemberley...
Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 2:47 PM UTC
Perhaps its in knowing that I want both love & the selling of soul. I want to live & forget past failures as any pain leaves, blending with the wind, going past to the distance, passing the horizon line. A breathe, a heartbeat, a smile & forget the rest. To what sequence of thoughts that are in play that leads to volunteer death of an individual?
Nov 14, 2019
Nov 14, 2019 at 11:51 PM UTC