Maddie Rune🥀

Albaydé, Alexandre Cabanel, 1848

My daily haiku:

birds, sky’s poets, bleed,
wings confess on dusk’s blue page,
clouds weep soft secrets.

My spirit animal is the bird that flies into windows and knocks itself unconscious.

Tradition is just peer pressure from dead people.

If you can't say something nice, say something clever yet devastating.

My daily haiku:

Cold tide drags me down,
Burdened heart chokes—anchorless,
Stars yet pierce the dark.

This haiku inspired me to write this:

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My daily haiku:

Slipping through my hands,
Stars speak tongues, my weak ears seek,
Floating in the gray.

Hi! I just made this account.

Meanwhile, grifters and manipulators game the system, raking in cash while genuine creators struggle.

Nobody at 𝕏 seems to care about fixing this chaos. But Elon’s got no problem taking our subscription money every single month.

When’s the accountability coming?

𝕏 is going to crash and burn.

But let’s talk about his own backyard—𝕏 is a mess. Creators get zero transparency on how revenue works. No clear metrics, no insights, just a black box. Support? Nonexistent.

You’re on your own if you need help.

This is my first post here. I’m frustrated with 𝕏.

As a poet and aspiring author I’m not sure where I belong to share my words.

Elon never stops preaching about government waste and inefficiency, claiming he’s the guy to fix it all for the people.