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Quote of the moment Vol.2

“We have had no good comic operas of late, because the real world has been more comic than any possible opera.” – Illustrated London News, Jan. 17, 1931 G. K. Chesterton

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"I am the last monarch of the old world. As Emperor, it is my duty to protect my peoples from their politicians" -Franz Joseph, Emperor of Austria-Hungary

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In Which a Train of Thought is Kept Longer than it usually is... A short comment on the Nature of Work as well

Good morning, dear friend, reader of this present post! Tell me, how are you? How is the weather? For me, it is the coldest it has been in a year or so. 21 Celsius, and I must say, I love it. I want to enjoy every minute of it, it will likely not be as cold anytime soon. And I am okay, though again, a lot of mental turbulence due to specially loneliness. I am affected by trauma also, and I really prefer not to use such word, it risks raising the level of hyperbole, and devaluing the rest, but I have no other word for it, it is trauma, and it exhausts me, it is like a pike in my brain, I hate it, it hurts physically. Of course, when I write such vulnerable line, I risk attracting some bad thought by someone, that desires to analyze my every move. I don't like that. Instead, this is just about some sad events over the course of high school and hints of it after, with some bad interactions on social media. This is not to invite scrutiny over my ideals, they are my own in spite of the ...

In which I make a poem to Wirt!

Hello everyone! Happy Saturday to you!! Good Morning and I wish you the best!!! How are you today and how are things going? As usual, I hope your day is going well! How is the weather where you are? Here, it is hot I'd say, but not as it was back on April, those were the days when we received a small sample from Hell! I guess it's The Heavens reminding us to not sin, or face the consequences! Effective, well played! And talking about it, I've been wanting to do a proper homage to my wonderful favorite character of Over The Garden Wall Wirt for a while now, and today I managed to do so, composing a poem for this sensible person that I love so much, here is one of my homages to him.

I found this fanart here! And find it quite wonderful

WIRT'S QUIET MARCH
By Daniel M.

With the sound of clarinets, he comes
Wirt of the sensible soul, worried eyes
Sense for details, he goes through the turtles

Able to recognize Rococo, and aware of his lamentations
Wirt, the romantic being, cries in hopelessness
The landscape is freezing, the music won't stop
He keeps on walking, his coat protects him

Wirt, the kind being with a concerned heart
Too many times he felt like his life was slipping
He finds love and it feels out of reach, not something he can grasp

But Wirt still goes, his soul won't skip
There's joy on him, he has faith in art
Worrysome won't kill his spirit

With the sound of clarinets, he goes
Wirt of the sensible soul, kind eyes
Bravely on a worthy quest
He goes through the turtles
...

And with this small poem, I finish today's post! And of course, happy month of June! Corn season is coming and guess what? My blog will be one year old in just 7 days! Sounds amazing!!! I can't believe I've been writing for this long now! Quite a joyous ocasion is coming! Thank you so much for being here, like I said wish you the best dear reader, you are the very best, and I see you next time soon!

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