#free writing

[penguicorns-are-cool]

DO NOT DO THIS!!!

If a website has a paywall, like New York Times, DO NOT use the ctrl+A shortcut then the ctrl+c shortcut as fast as you can because then you may accidentally copy the entire article before the paywall comes up. And definitely don't do ctrl+v into the next google doc or whatever you open because then you will accidentally paste the entire article into a google doc or something!!!! I repeat DO NOT do this because it is piracy which is absolutely totally wrong!!!

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[citrineandrosmarin]

Free Writing

(Decided to make this its own post.)

Free Writing is a method of journaling but can also be used to communicate with entities such as deities. It can also help to develop your clairs. It's pretty simple to do and you can also do it via typing or probably even voice recording if those are more accessible for you. It involves writing your stream of consciousness without worrying about grammar or spelling.

Here is how you can do it:

Grab a notebook or whatever you are going to write/type with. Include a timer if you want to set a time limit.

Set up in a space where you will not be interrupted and have nothing distracting you. It can be quiet or with instrumental music (avoid music with lyrics unless you want to see if certain lyrics pop out to you).

Make an offering (optional) and pray to/invite the deity you want to speak to.You can use a divination tool to confirm their presence if you wish.

Ground and center yourself in the present. You want to get into a receptive, meditative state or as close to it as you are able to have.

Start writing. I usually start with something intentional to get the ball rolling such as "I am listening" or whatever just to get my hands moving.

Write everything that comes to mind or into your awareness - and do not try to control any of it or make judgements about it. You are just receiving right now. Don't worry about spelling or grammar or anything like that. If you smell chocolate then write that down. If you feel dumb doing this then write it down. If your mind is blank then write what you hear or smell or see or just write that your mind is blank.

You may notice in the moment that some things feel different or are definitely not your own thoughts. It may be easy to know what is your deity's message or it may not. If you do notice/feel something then you can write it down or make a little note with a symbol like a * or just be aware of it and continue.

Stop when the timer goes off or when it feels right or when your deity has delivered their message. Thank them.

Read over what you have written. I like to use highlighters here: one color for what was definitely my own thoughts and another for what I am certain is from the deity. You can also have a color for sensory observations, or wherever you're uncertain about where the thought or image comes from, or if you notice something that may be more towards the shadow work side of things or negative thoughts, etc.

Make a note on your experience. How did you feel? Did you sense any energies? Did you feel something different when you were getting down certain words? Reflect a bit on the experience.

If you want you can copy the results into a neater or summarised format then do so! If you have messy handwriting and some words are a mess then go in and make it clearer what the word is. You may look back months later and you don't want to be confused what word that one scribble is supposed to be! I have two journals, one to do this exercise in and one woth the neater notes and summaries.

It may take time to get comfortable doing this and to develop discernment but I've found it very helpful personally!

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[justporo]

Hi, I wanna share a tip for writing that I've always found very helpful when you're too afraid to start or just can't get into the right mindset...

It's probably widely known but free writing as a start or warmup has helped me with any kind of writing because I feel like it gets your body and mind just in the right place. Here's how it goes:

Set yourself a timer for like one or two minutes. On paper just write down stream of consciousness, really really whatever comes to mind, if you're struggling with writing something down just write the same letter all over or do scriggles, important thing is to not stop moving your hand that's writing. Don't care about grammar or spelling, just keep going.

On a computer, possibly change your text colour to white so you don't see what you're writing and the same thing goes: timer for 1-2 minutes and just go, type out your stream of thoughts, if you can't just type out "lalala" or something, just don't stop until the timer ends, your hands have to keep moving.

For me this usually helps to get the engine going and move past this feeling at the beginning of not knowing how or where to start.

#writing #free writing #poro writes #writers on tumblr #writerscommunity #writing tips

[getcareless]

You Send Me

You send me chills. You send me shivers. To all the hills and all the rivers, you sent me. I'm full of flowers. How do I return from puzzles? Your words send me falling to my knees. Now just in case libraries die; I printed screenshots of the memories you sent me.

JEP

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[adrn89]

There are people who are going to try to darken your light, but they forget that the light shines brighter in the dark.

My Heart & Mind

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[xrottencandyx]

Loving monsters is normal.

When you have been disappointed, let down, and just over all hurt because of everyday "humans" then at some point you begin trying to find love in something that has the lowest chances of hurting you the way others did. Monsters hurt. They scratch They bite They roar. But even that is better than having your heart hurt by someone who wasn't supposed to hurt you.

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[liexwrittesfreely]

Grieving Meaning

(VERYYY long post)

Feelings of despair

Without any profound motive,

Or motive at all.

Of which I must find

Hiding within all the

Sad thoughts I’ve ever had

That no one could refute

Upon me being utterly correct,

Of in exchange they started calling me a realist

Instead of a pessimist.

After all,

What makes me a pessimist

Is that I think about all those real issues

(solely)

Without thinking significantly

At the happiness surrounding me

Which is a part of my real condition of

“the now”.

My real existence

Isn’t solely surrounded by sadness.

Do I need one motive

To feel so much grief

For people who’ve I met

That aren’t dead;

For people I’ve never met

Who died tragically;

For people I’ve known

That died peacefully

Without me by their side?

Out of the blue

Without actively missing them?

With 99% of the time

The grief not being directed towards them

But just me trying to fill the empty spot

Of motive.

When did motive leave?

When did I start feeling grief

Without anything being lost?

When did I start chasing ghosts?

Will my retriever help me

Retrieve these lost ghosts to me

Like how she did with

All these tennis balls,

Lost in the backyard?

I miss you,

However I think you’ve taken a part of me

When you left,

Along, everything escaped from it

Like water in an old bucket.

I’m sorry

I didn’t go through with it,

I think it was for the best though,

Since I’ve also been happy

Even with the leaking

Even with the lack of you. .

Why did I start feeling that way

When I knew you would be gone?

Why did I think it would be all over

Without you?

I cant put anything in my heart now,

And if I do it comes right out.

And I try again.

And it pains me all over

And over again.

I think it's human nature.

I think I’m human.

Or maybe it’s the animal instinct

Of self preservation.

When I encounter

The little white room,

With noisy kids

That seem all too happy

For all the senseless work

Given to us by people

Who barely believe in the world,

Our futures and theirs

Might have been doomed the day

We met the little white room.

For me,

It symbolizes my lack of freedom,

My lack of free will.

Why do I do something so senseless?

So unnatural

As sitting for hours

For no knowledge to be able to entertain me

While my back aches

And the exhaustion becomes unbearable?

I’m tired,

I’m tired!

There’s no physical motive

When I grieve for something I cannot see.

Do I grieve my own freedom?

Do I fear the pain

More than death?

I grieve your loss,

I grieve my loss of humanity.

That is so animalistic

I cannot interpret it rationally

So art becomes the only answer.

Art has meaning without rationality,

Language through personal perception

And not a dictionary.

No formula to follow,

No specific person to impress.

I had forgotten due to the good days

Of rotting in my room

To remember all the pain

Through exhaustion.

Now I know motive.

School has taught me something.

Finally,

Something.

I question the world too hard,

Looking for a answer

For something that might as well be

Simple chemistry.

Still I go to school to study it

Still I keep forgetting.

I can't help but forget how to solve the equation,

How can I make the world a better place?

If they ever make it

A better place

Will people be sad

Now without any real motive

To be so,

Just like me?

Except there won't be anything to blame it on.

Is a land too beautiful to be true,

Not seem like it will ever be something

We are able to touch?

Will reality not seem enough to us all?

What will we chase?

Sadness?

What does that imply for us all?

Motive chases sadness,

Sadness gives motive,

Motive to pass through it to a happier place?

Is there ever an end?

Is there ever an answer?

I will stop thinking so hard

At a meaningless objective

When I have no more time.

#free writing #poetry #poem #writing #art #artists on tumblr

[heartofmuse]

A universe outside, another within. Sometimes it's a melding, sometimes a revolt. Interaction is the birth of myself as I know. A bombardment, endless motion, an instant lingers held in reflection. I hear myself amidst all the noise. I am in there I know but I am also outside. A paradox as I am both at all times.

e.v.e

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[verona-honey]

murder me, and in my place, leave the husk of human, the ever-lovely doll that you projected onto me all along

#poetry #poem #light academia #aesthetic #dark academia #girlhood #classic academia #blank verse #free writing

[panicguardian]

Something like taking a breath of fresh air

Turns into something much painful

When you realize you’ve been underwater

You open your eyes and shut your mind

And remember why you were holding your breath

For such a long time

#original poetry #poetry #original poem #free writing #writing #writers on tumblr

[thejournalofveronica]

God I hate writers, they're so dramatic.

They'll take their misery

And transform it into art.

They'll use their sadness as an ingredient

in every recipe.

And thy will all taste great.

They will use you as their material

And you would not be able to object.

Because they have used you when things were nice too.

They'll say you're their inspiration

And it will seem romantic

But it isn't.

They'll lead you on with their writing

Let you sympathise

And feel things

When they're not even sad anymore.

They do the best they can

With what they feel

And sometimes

A person only has to

Feel

.

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[wannabeanartist]

Free drawing/writing

Hello everybody, I am a beginner drawer/writer. I just can't think of anything to draw or write right now, so if you want, you can suggest some ideas and I'll do my best. I do not guarantee the quality of the product or that I will actually be able to do it at all, but it's free so you don't have anything to lose anyway. Since I am 16, of course, no sexual content or heavy violence. But, I don't have any other limit except for that. So go ahead and suggest anything to me, whatever it is it will be good training.

Also here are some of my works

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[maiawrites]

The way anxiety clings and infuse itself into your skin.

Wrote this after listening to a song about two people splitting up which really resonated with me and thought why not write something about the emotions you experience when someone falls out of love with you. @Maysunwrites

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[eliaskew]

Words of a Forgotten Lover

Perhaps it was always going to end like this. In tragedy. You know his story, it is immortalised in the words of poets, perhaps you even know mine.

"Achilles"

"Patroclus"

I am second to him. Lesser known. Lesser loved. I am a footnote in his story. When they speak of love they do not often mention ours. Taboo for centuries. It is a mark on their hero they would rather forget. Just as I am forgotten.

"You look-"

"Different?"

"Beautiful"

I do not mind. He was always destined for greatness. I accepted my fate the moment I layed eyes on him, small and scared and faced with a boy who shone so brightly I mistook him for the sun itself.

"There are plenty of beautiful women here tonight"

There is something special about him. And I suppose my devotion to him was only a matter of time. He touched my heart, with fingertips dipped  in gold and took it for his own. And so I followed. As one does when they do not have a story to claim as their own. I followed him to war. I was not scared. Not for myself. But Achilles?

"And yet I only have eyes for you."

Perhaps it was always supposed to end like this. With blood and grief.

"Will you give me this dance?"

"I suppose I can"

With a hero brought to his knees. I wonder sometimes, and maybe it is selfish of me, if perhaps his weakness was never his heel. Perhaps it is my death that caused him to become sloppy. To stop caring. If he wished to join me in Elysium. Long before his time.

"I'm surprised you recognised me. Odysseus couldn't"

Our love was strong. And though our lives were filled with tragedy enough to make the gods themselves weep...

"Odysseus is a smart man. But I know you, I know you so intimately I fear I know you better than I do myself."

There are moments I look back on. Fondly. We were happy. For a while. We laughed and danced and kissed under the watchful eyes of the heavens. These moments. They were ours. They were not tainted with prophecy or with bloodshed or with anguish.

"You do, don't you? You love me, Patroclus."

"That isn't a question."

"No. It doesn't need to be."

He was mine for a time. And I was his. Often we are asked if we have regrets.

"And you? Do you love me, Achilles?"

If I would have left it be. If I would have allowed him to fight instead of donning the damned armour myself.

"You really need to ask?"

I do not think I would. My life, wasted as it may seem was full of joy because of him. If I could have spared him all the hardships he faced I would have. My life was forfeit the moment he said hello.

"Perhaps not. But it is nice to hear."

We were happy. For a time. And we will be happy again. Joined together in ashes and blood and spirit.

"I love you, Patroclus."

I loved him.

"Kiss me?"

But we never stood a chance.

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[carsicklover]

i live behind a sheet of glass

sometimes it fogs over and i can’t see

sometimes i get anxious when things get blurry

i claw my hands on the slippery surface, my nails bend and break, my palms and my face burn the same red, exhaustion; humiliation.

no matter how hard i try, im locked away. i’m behind bars, a victim to myself.

even in this moment, i am not present. even in this moment, i type not with my fingers, i write not with my mind, but with her mind; the one locked behind the glass in my eyes. the one who cannot sleep tonight.

the one who feels intangible and nonexistent, the one who lives drained and sleeps awake. the one with gaps in her memory. the one who looks at her childhood photos and wonders what went wrong with me.

the one who cannot get out.

i wrote this for you

and i hope one day

you can live again

in stead of me.

#poetry #short story #derealization #depersonalization #depersonalisation and derealisation #mental health #deep poems #deep poetry #mental health awareness #writing #free writing #freeform

[adrn89]

In your life, if I'm not a blessing, most likely I'll be a lesson. But regardless, it's still a win-win situation.

My Heart & Mind

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