promptly

one finds that there exists a whole host of communities dedicated to prompting writing by offering, free of charge, short sentences or paragraphs designed to then motivate a continuation of said sentence or paragraph, so as to then be a sort of sparkplug for a written piece of work. such prompts are often silly and absurd and designed not to necessarily invoke the next great novel, but instead get the so-called creative juices going. given, however, most, if not all, prompts routinely deal in the realm of fiction writing, and not, say, trite, poorly irreverent blogging, it stands to reason that nobody finds sparking the kind of writing that exists in this blog as worthy of anyone's time. what that means for the reader who maintains consumption of hereto blog, is, of course, even more despondent.

you found someone who found you

if your body is a temple or a home or a vehicle or or or… does anyone know? you never treated your body as anything more than a hindrance, a casually exploited vessel that held so many of your insecurities. you never found yourself. your friends would dye their hair or pick their own clothes or get a cool new haircut and all you've known is ridicule. almost 30 and still your mom criticizes your hair, your stomach, your clothes, every single facet of your body is her's to pass judgement on and always has been. your friends would do the same, the clothes you didn't pick out lambasted and your paltry, scrawny, young looking frame a target verbally and physically. lately you found someone you found yourself with. you feel like you can do the things to the temple you never have. your color is different, you try things, some might not work but the learning has to occur. you show her clothes you try on and it's hard and anxiety inducing at first when you see someone else besides her standing there, but you know that she is not your mother, not waiting for a chance to pounce at something not looking good enough - to her you will always look good enough.  it took someone else to make you feel like you had command over yourself. might sound just like a guy, sound like a romcom, sound like a cliché, sound like a weakness, sound like a subplot, sound like growth, what other people think it is doesn't matter. just like what you do to the temple. it's a gift you will never look back upon.

ny/ny (new year new you)

you know it wasn't like, a really long streak or anything, but for several new years there you combined xanax and alcohol until you collapsed onto your bed and that was it. your last new years you didn't and that was good, and then this one you didn't either (there were other things). you were very happy this time. happy when midnight hit, happy in the leadup to it, happy all the next day, happy about a 2019 that you thought could build on 2018. you used to not make resolutions because you knew you'd fail. now you're smarter. it isn't even about whether you 'fail' or not. you are here and you are home and you are in love. resolutions are just another possibility.

what you eat/are

"tell me what you eat, and i will tell you who you are" is a well-worn quote from one Jean Anthelme Brillat-Savarin, and it is frequently used in similarly well-worn (read in both examples herein: overused) jokes along the lines of, to paraphrase internet parlance, "hahahaha i eat ass im an ass then hahahahaha." the original quote was meant to suggest that one's cuisine, taste, and food consumption, says much about them and who they are and where they come from. given, however, the rapidly ascendant meat heavy western diet now exploding in popularity in places like China, and given that the potato is also slowly pushing out rice as the global food staple, given that it is cheaper on a per calorie basis, one might be apt to conclude that, in a few hundred years, one will not have to ask what one eats, for we will all be, quite simply, meat and potatoes.

luna and the swan

a common english idiom, such as an idiom can be considered common, given their seemingly gradually decreasingly extant existence, is to express that something seemingly uncommon or rare in occurrence is equivocal to happening "once in a blue moon." a blue moon, nominally occurring once every 2 to 3 years, could indeed be used, metaphorically, to ascribe rareness to an occurrence that happens infrequently, as most of us, it could be surmised, would describe something happening less than once a year rather lacking in commonality. however, one finds that, if one were to reside in the midwestern us, the phrase may actually, instead, be interpreted differently - if one were to attribute a physical good that occurs frequently to said idiom. a quick perusal of any ice cream parlour in the midwest will almost certainly reveal an ice cream flavor described thusly as "blue moon ice cream," its blue color, of course, a seemingly intentional (or perhaps not) misinterpretation of an actual blue moon, whose astronomical occurrence has nothing to do with color. it could be said then that those events that occur once every blue moon are perhaps more common than previously assumed, as blue moon ice cream occurs on a daily basis in towns and cities throughout a handful of states. while this would be an entirely inaccurate and willfully obtuse interpretation of an idiom, one that seems fully intent to take liberty with language and use it only smarmily to make a miniscule and intentionally dishonest point, the present author would also like to point out, quickly and also haphazardly, that both the philosophical problem of deduction, and black swan theory, have statements that use language in comparatively similar ways, such as that of citing a black swan, which, as far back as 2nd century roman poet Juvenal, was considered an impossible occurrence and thus an apt metaphor for something incredibly rare. it was, of course, several centuries later that endemic populations of black swans were found in various regions of australia. it could be said then, that black swans, much like blue moons, are actually poor examples to rely on, and could be replaced with something more viable and legitimately lacking in common occurrence. given that it would require listening to the original populations of a region for a better comparison, which, in the latter case of the black swan, involves listening to residents who happen to be dark skinned and non-christian, it seems safe to assume this will not occur. through it all, nassim taleb, unfortunately, will still make money off of it.