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Monday, 24 February 2025

The Way Things Go

Someone does something that hurts my feelings

I am sad over it

They ask me what's wronge

I tell them

They get mad at me saying that and stop talking to me

I apologize for making them angry

Friday, 21 February 2025

Northern Lights - Original Song by Melody T

Audio: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1DeE3-aNUREmA-tWt-1peHHkK9d1uUTyo/view?usp=drivesdk

Lyrics for Northern Lights

Song by Melody T


Do not hate the past that made you this way, 

Or forsake the last two steps you'd retrace,

For as fast as it came this day goes away,

So lay claim to take your own breath away.


Follow the wind that carries the snow,

It doesn't know North but onward it goes,

From a cold land, Jack Frost nipped at your toes

From a time your mind cried for the heart that it froze.

('Put up a wall and locked in your worst foes.)


North Pole midnight sun comes again

We can watch turquoise lights flicker out until then

Set fire to the heart just to feel again,

You've already started, don't have to begin.


Oh it makes me sick to contemplate

All the things I've done when most afraid,

Or to dream of what's happened had I stayed,

Is it permanent this nightmarish price I pay?


Please don't be afraid of this long mood,

You can rise like we sun and phase like the moon,

With a light side and a dark one too,

Be a guide in the night with all the lessons you knew.


I know that you miss her, so do I.

To relive those moments, I'd die. 

So take what you miss and find it in you 

Remember the happiness, that once knew.


(Response)

If this is the price we pay keep the change,

Please just let me go, I can't take this pain.

Standing in the snow while praying for rain,

Is it the day or me that's gone insane?


Hope; don't be afraid, my dear 

Of this thing called hope, once held near

Better to find disappointment than to hide

And resign your fire for the cold outside.


It's worth a try

You can feel again


Though you may feel bad you carry something good,

We have gone on when we didn't think that you could,

And I'm glad, my friend, that back there you didn't stay

Because it's brought you to be who you are today.


With a light side, and a dark one too,

We will rise like the sun we all phase like the moon,

Go on like the wind, it'll carry

You through


Find your way

You'll find your way

Find your way

You'll find your way


Da da da da

Da da da

Da da

Da da da da duh

Wednesday, 19 February 2025

Some people have this mindset that you shouldn't be allowed to have a life you don't hate until you are dying and it's really annoying.

So long as the lights are on and food is on the table, why should it matter whether I am taking an evening to myself because I would like to be happy and not constantly working, versus because my organs are dying and my skin is falling off from overworking?

Sunday, 16 February 2025

I don't care if I qualify under the now extremely broad criteria

I know the people in charge of this stuff have noble intentions, but please stop trying to diagnose me with a developmental disorder over someone else's behavioural disorder.

When someone who is delulu reacts negativity to me not being complicit with their God complex and I end up with CPTSD from them bullying me for it, it means that they have a problem that traumatized me. It does not mean that I have a developmental disorder that somehow took control over their bodies and made them mistreat me.

It doesn't make sense to diagnose two people who have entirely different lives and the only "symptom" they have in common is that other people are mean to them, with the exact same disorder.

When the book actually expands autism spectrum disorder to specify a disorder without a lack of social understanding we can talk again. But the past 20 years we have actually gone in the opposite direction, and I do not feel okay brushing us all with this one oddly wide brush.

Monday, 10 February 2025

Every time I see a bird I don't normally see it becomes my whole personality 🦉

Sketch done at Morning Owl cafe in Ottawa :v