Whoever can figure out what the fuck this thing in the corner is first will be my new favorite, maybe you’ll get a prize. Don’t worry it won’t be sexual...unless u want it to be

my poem #1..

Resilience Glows:

The seeds of doubt, like shadows, grow, Casting a pallor on the dreams we sow. But in this narrative of not enough, Lie the lessons of resilience and tough. For imperfection is a human song, A melody to which we all belong. In flaws and failures, strength is found, So let not the echoes of doubt prevail, For in your efforts, a story unveils. In every stumble, in every miss, For you are more than the sum of parts, A masterpiece of beating hearts. Embrace the dance of highs and lows In your imperfections, a beauty glows.

I’ve been playing a lot of catch up and going through all the most recent posts and reading all of the arguments and drama. There are obviously those who wish for peace and those who wish for war, and to add fuel to the fire. I am not choosing sides, but I am asking if someone could catch me up on all of the drama? I think it would be quite a story. And one more thing. Wade. I know who you are.

I heard a joke once: Man goes to doctor. Says he's depressed. Says life seems harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world. Doctor says: 'Treatment is simple. The great clown - Pagliacci - is in town. Go see him. That should pick you up.' Man bursts into tears, says 'But doctor... I am Pagliacci.' Good joke. Everybody laugh. Roll on snare drum. Curtains.

I fell asleep yesterday during Ela aka the class i'm in right now and I feel like I'm going to fall asleep again. Help. How do I stay awake???