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[LivingLethal]

username: livinglethal
name:
gender:
thought process:
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i'm so bad at finishing forms but? why not

[AlphaLeonis]

username: AlphaLeonis
name: Soleil
gender: Female
thought process: I feel like generally I struggle a lot to just relax and do nothing. But my favourite moments are when I can just sit and look at nature. Most notable are the summer nights; it doesn't get dark until about 9 or 10pm, and you can sit out there in a shirt and jeans and not freeze. The warm breeze is soothing, and looking up and watching the sunset makes me feel calm and at peace. It's nice to observe the colours in the sky, orange, pink and red as the sun lowers on the horizon, and find it so interesting how you can start to spot the stars and even the moon, a semi-transparent silhouette in the sky. The day and night combine for just a couple of hours.

Then there's the nature you can see when you go outside to watch the sky. I can sit back in my deck chair and follow flocks of birds as they soar around, making circles, or the odd couple of swifts. Sometimes around dusk I can even catch a couple of bats. I like to think about their sentience, how developed they are mentally, and what their lives are like. How I would feel if I was up there. Scared, at first, but eventually I would feel free. My dog often joins me to look at the sky and he patrols the garden, or comes over to nuzzle my hand. After a while he settles on the grass down by my patio and relaxes, lying on his side and occasionally opening his eyes to look at me. It's these moments, in the quiet calm of the evening, that make the stresses of life worth it. I can hear myself think, or not think at all, and just be in the moment with my dog and the world around me. It makes you feel like your problems are tiny in a world this big, and I can only imagine what I can achieve.

Finally, at night time I like to watch the sky. On a cloudy night, the way the clouds obscure the moon, then it peeks out inbetween, is mesmerising. I love when it's stormy and I can sit in my bedroom window, watching the rain pour down, lightning flash through the clouds. Or on clear nights, looking for constellations, imagining how big the universe must be out there. How much we don't know, how much we might be capable of doing one day. I'm taken away from my day and my troubles, just for a while, watching the glinting of the stars, the flash of plane lights as they cross the sky, or even meteorites during a shower. (448)

Mark, I cannottt believe how pretty all these kals are turning out, I love them so much!

[Meduz]

Gosh what a good looking kal!

[AshenStardust]

username: AshenStardust
name: Lioxxe
gender: Agender (She/Her)
thought process:

Sitting down anywhere with the intent on finding temporary peace does not come as often as I would like. Sometimes, when I do find a peaceful moment this is what it’s like:

Peace found during the day when the sun is shining and the sky is blue and there are only a few clouds, if any, lazily moving across the sky have my thoughts blessedly blank. I don’t know what it is about clear sunny skies that clear absolutely everything from my mind. The summer is the best for being able to truly relax and just forget about everything except for the warmth on my skin.

On a clear night my thoughts go outward. Deep space has always been a point of immense wonder. I’d never go to space, but I think space is beautiful and I like to wonder at impossibilities millions of light-years away. When the night is dark save for the stars, I make up stories about life on other planets and the gods that watch over their creations. Its easy to forget about this world when there are potentially infinitely many worlds I could be on instead.

[kolyakun]

username: kolyakun
name:
gender:
thought process:
(please try to keep this under 1000 words, but you definitely DO NOT need to use all 1000.)

[sillies]

no time! good luck to everyone else though.

[rustyroxy]

huge res

[SilentMelody]

username: silentmelody
name:
gender:
thought process: under 1000 words

[Kyar]

username: kyar
name: demyl
gender: male

thought process:

we see the world through language

a twisting of words, intertwined and rewritten in automatic patterns of observation
monotonous tones of syllables telling us

"turn left,"
"it's raining,"
"i'm hungry."

here
eyes closed
senses open

where do we begin?

do we feel with our heart the endless beating of blades
grasses scaled by minuscule limbs, bounded over by rabbit and dog
gleaming strands of rooted colonies carpeting our worldview
yet each standing upright through fountains of breeze
cool and warmth tickling branches, limbs, roots
deep spirals into the earth

but here
night falls into silence

while clocks count on,
your time here is measured by the heartbeat
ringing like a drum against the vacuum of headspace
tunneling in from the world around
until wind picks up again, dancing sound along with as the world sings once more

peace can resonate in silence,
but is born of everywhere

eyes closed to the sunset still flicker the same
as they do treading waters of sleepy classroom afternoons

peace comes from expansion
reworking
undoing
unseeing
and starting new

words come together in puzzles and patterns
each descriptor, situation coded for a function
to break down a world we can't understand
and find us a hollow to recede into normalcy

peace comes from inversion
from all the moments that feel like beginnings
and the chorus of clouds diving low to embrace
the fresh spring morning air, modest raindrops,
phantom flurries,
colors
light

to find peace is to pull open the heart
in the weakest moment
to lay bare the seeds that have planted in desperation
the thoughts that carry us
floating limply to shore

the thoughts never stop
the words of a mind so empty and entirely full
but to pull them apart and replenish the stores of memory,
of the song of the world,
a focus that pulls outward
to the pieces that fill space outside the mind



peace has no beginning
no middle

heat
rustle
pain
breath
air
wind
reflection
light
love
time
open
prayer

and as you say the words
over and over
independent of "better" or "worse"
you know you believe it ends






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