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Assorted Haiku Haiku #2511   Tourists wait in line to enter Machu Picchu. Oh, look! A high queue. Haiku #564127   how dare you suggest I have a short attention spanish omelette   Limeraiku   There once was a young limerick from Kew who turned into a haiku. The Constraints of Haiku   Tied up all night with a haiku dominatrix and her three-line whip.   Shakespearean Haiku   Shall I compare thee To a summer’s day? Alright – Thou art pretty hot.   How to Write a Haiku   The last line should flow seamlessly from the first two – hippopotamus.    Brian Bilston

It’s International Haiku Poetry Day today apparently so here are a few haiku with which to start the day.

A man says "fuck it. I wanna be serialized. I'm tired of living comic to comic. I want to experience more. I don't want my eternally reviving body to be used for momentary vignettes. I want to be somebody." Another man says "Oh Gary, I don't think it works like that. We are doomed to nothingness after the next panel." Gary shakes his fists toward the heavens and shouts "NO! I refuse! My name is Gary! I deserve more life!"

My latest video "CONSPIRACY" now has full English captions lovingly handcrafted by an old Italian carpenter instead of the shitty AI ones.

Video of the international student at Tufts being arrested by "federal authorities" in Massachusetts has been released and it's terrifying.

They're not even uniformed officers. Just secret police thugs in hoodies and masks.

From WCVB: youtu.be/PuFIs7OkzYY

Petting animals in Assassin's Creed Shadows unlocks them for your hideout, where you can place dozens of new friends.

You can hear a detailed BBC interview with the Meta executive whistleblower here www.bbc.co.uk/sounds/play/...

Picture from the Silent Hill f Transmission stream. Ryukishi and Akira Yamaoka standing next to each other.

Ryukishi: *smiling, happy, full of hope and glee*

Yamaoka: “twenty fucking five years of this shit”

(@bobvids.com pointed this out on his stream and it made me laugh)

Image of Lara Croft for Fortnite.

What's our weekend plan? We’re rolling out in the Jeep and battling all over the map with the NEW Fortnite Lara Croft outfit. Who’s rolling with us? 👋

If you haven't already, get the NEW skin now 🎮 fortnite.com/item-shop

#Fortnite #TombRaider #LaraCroft

Silent Hill f steam page is up, trailer and screenshots/info buff.ly/SxWZkVl

In 1960s Japan, Shimizu Hinako's secluded town of Ebisugaoka is consumed by a sudden fog, transforming her home into a haunting nightmare.

How many does the USA have?

Kanye West is now using Autism as a defence, exactly like Elon Musk.

There is no Autism here, just psychopaths who are so rich they think they can do whatever they want, then trot out this excuse to cover it up.

Couldn't agree more with this.

🎄Your local bookshop will be open all weekend🎄

Who knew that fixing a broken zip could feel so euphoric?

This is so fetch!

For this year’s Advent Calendar I present to you, an animation I hand-keyframed to celebrate the festive season!

Featured outfit is from the 2022 AK

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#adventcalendar #tombraider #trle #tombengine #laracroft #meangirls #fetch #animation #christmas

Word of the morning is ‘williwaw’ (19th century): a sudden violent squall or a toppling gust of wind.

Goes well with ‘thunderplump’: a sudden downpour that soaks you to the skin in seconds.

Extraordinary twist.

Image description: This poem is presented in the form an excel spreadsheet, with words in each cell. The line ‘Our cells shall merge themselves together’ is in a longer merged cell, and there are filter arrows on the line ‘Remove this filter from my heart’. Love Excels Let's spread ourselves on sheets of love, and turn our data into poetry. Our cells shall merge themselves together as you wrap your text around me. Our sum is greater than our parts, let's crunch our figures without compunction. Remove this filter from my heart, you give me form and function. We shall frolic among the formulae, pivot our tables now and often. I will total all your rows and you can add my column. Brian Bilston

Today’s poem is called ‘Love Excels’.

I still genuinely get pissed off when I think about YouTube removing annotations for literally no reason.

claustrophobia is so stupid. let Santa get married.

Some bros in an SUV ride by and shout at a passer-by "your fucking gay, man" and "GAAAAAY." As they speed off into the distance, the accosted man waves to them, crying tears of joy. He says "thank you boys, you've helped me come to terms with my sexuality!" The SUV bros review a list that says "closeted list: Jim Weeks, Lenny Salt, Ed Mount." One asks "OK, who's next on the list?" They drive past another pedestrian and shout "You're Trans!" and "Admit you're Trans, idiot!"

Photo of bookmarks. First one features a possum that reads ‘I found this book in the trash’, 2nd bookmark features a frog that reads ‘need to remember dis page? Frogettaboutit! I’ll have my boys look after your spot. Ey! I’m in da freakin’ mafia! Yo!’

15 bookmarks ⛄️1 random postcard 🎄 20 freakin’ dollars (yo!) 2 different sets available 🎁 lots of deals in the paperback shop: paperbackparadise.bigcartel.com

Light Pink colored switch joy cons, on the bottom of the left is the sailor moon star syndrome and on the right joy con is sailor moon’s silhouette.

Was sad, got myself a treat :)

We will never forget.

As the Hungarian proverb goes

Eat horseshit! Billions of flies can't be wrong!

On ‘;..p’[[[[[[[[[[[[[;’;////////////////////////3,’   Upon returning to my desk, having left it temporarily in search of biscuits, I discovered my cat had written a poem on my laptop. It was called ‘;..p’[[[[[[[[[[[[[;’;////////////////////////3,’ and constituted one of her more difficult pieces, but it was the kind of poem which rewarded repeat reading.   I was struck by its experimental structure, the absence of line breaks; indeed, not one single space between any of the poem’s 10,000 or so characters.   One of the work’s central motifs – ‘jjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjjkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk’ – was, by turns, reassuring and unsettling, while the symbolism of ‘###################’,   hinted at our 21st century preoccupation with social media. And who could not be moved by that devastating final line, its message of hope piercing our hearts like an arrow: ‘`````````5555=======================’. Brian Bilston  

Today’s poem is called “On ‘;..p’[[[[[[[[[[[[[;’;////////////////////////3,’”.

Just deactivated my Twitter/X. Can't wait until the 30 days are over and dissipates into nothingness. Anything newsworthy of X (formerly Twitter: can't even bring myself to call it X alone) will be reported elsewhere, on places worthy of my engagement.