Mathonwy

@mathonwy
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Here beyond my kin and kith, vagabond in wood of myth. Bitter frost, I am lost. Wander here? There's a cost. Written down in mystic tome, onward go to reach my home. What adventures here shall bring? We shall see when comes the spring...
What am I?pomologist, poetess, renegade Spring goddess, apple maiden, benevolent trixster
What else?gothic beauty, apple tart, Spring maiden, gentle heart
And?starlight dancer, lord romancer, friendly wench, floramancer
Is that all?Dana is my all! deyward fair and warden mine, all my love for them divine!

I lost 10 pounds this month by not eating a lot. That's the weight loss trick.

(Caveat: Do what your medical doctors tell you to do. Don't just start starving yourself like a fool. Calorie deficits lead to weight loss.)

Improvising song-poems on the street while I played guitar provided creative experience in composing oral narrative tales that helped me when I wrote my epic poem of philosophers.
On a lighter note, I'm never eating habanero peppers again. A day later, nature takes its course, and you find yourself reminded of the pain in a place far more tender. Deeply unpleasant experience all around.
Sometimes something happens that reminds me of the most unspeakable parts of my past and I'm filled with a hopeless, witless fury and despair. Voices from that time resurface to tell me I'm bad and worthless and deserve nothing but contempt, and then I hate myself for it. I spiral quickly and fight myself so that I don't flee from the people I love to spare them from that deep wretchedness. It's very hard to fight that monster when she looks just like you in the mirror.
Happy to see that Mastodon supports Gàidhlig. 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿
The guard #dogsofmastodon
Message of the week.
I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine:
There sleeps Titania sometime of the night,
Lull’d in these flowers with dances and delight;
And there the snake throws her enamell’d skin,
Weed wide enough to wrap a fairy in:
And with the juice of this I’ll streak her eyes,
And make her full of hateful fantasies.
And believe me, I've tried to convince people to adopt this platform, but it seems impossible. Somehow, it's earned itself a bad reputation among the people I know. Not exactly sure why it is, but it's a shame. Oh well.

Once more when I'm forced to retreat to Mastodon, I find that I actually like it better than Bluesky in terms of functionality.

But oh my goodness, is this place dead or what? I know I only follow 78 people here, but on bsky about 30 of them would be posting.

Here, it's 3.