For Amusement Purposes Only.

Changeling poet, musician and writer, born on the 13th floor. Left of counter-clockwise and right of the white rabbit, all twilight and sunrises, forever the inside outsider.

Seeks out and follows creative and brilliant minds. And crows. Occasional shadow librarian.

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Cake day: June 24th, 2023

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  • "I met a traveller from an antique land,
    Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
    Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
    Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
    And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
    Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
    Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
    The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
    And on the pedestal, these words appear:
    My name is Spezymandias, Admin of Kings;
    Look on my Reddit, ye Mighty, and despair!
    Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
    Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
    The lone and level sands stretch far away.”







  • Hi - mod of a small kbin.social mag here - @13thFloor - and a lemmy.world user. Is there anything we can do on our end to help mitigate the problem, or make it easier to flag spam that makes its way to Lemmy? I’d be more than willing to include a note to the lemmy.world admins if a spam post is deleted off of a mag I mod here- just need to know who to contact.

    Side notes - Ernest (kbin.social admin) just responded on the spam issue here. The community has been actively working over here to flag and remove spam accounts (I’ve personally flagged close to 100). According to the most recent news from @ernest earlier last week, we’ve got a software update incoming, and a magazine cleanup in the works that will hopefully make an impact.



  • Damn, this is so good I had to translate the lyrics:

    The red trail leads into the forest
    White snow

    The red trail leads into the forest
    White snow

    Somewhere there, my fiance got lost
    He met the devil even though he was baptized
    The red trail leads into the forest
    White snow

    We were walking with him for about a month
    He was completely white

    Like a mysterious face in the sky
    The moon was white

    She wove a periwinkle into his wreath
    And he asked whom I loved

    Oh, we walked with him for a month
    He was completely white

    He hugged me so tight
    Although I didn’t want to
    He hugged me so tight
    Although I didn’t want to

    Those hugs are like the claws of a beast
    And was it my fault
    Who hugged me in spite of that
    What I didn’t want

    The red trail leads into the forest
    White snow

    The red trail leads into the forest
    White snow

    Somewhere there, my fiance got lost
    He met the devil even though he was baptized
    The red trail leads into the forest
    White snow
    White snow



  • Loving your Mongolian metal collection - keep posting!

    Lyrics to this one (machine translation from Mongolian):

    The dream went back and forth along a familiar street
    The loan of the eastern cape is clearly visible
    I am waiting for my monthly salary
    After all, it’s been six months

    My poor country
    It was a difficult time
    My poor country
    It was a difficult time

    When it’s time for spring, the storm will slap you on the cheek
    All cooperative stores went bankrupt and closed their doors
    It’s winter time, so it’s going to be snowy
    Drunkards who are not afraid of death roam the night streets

    My poor country
    It was a difficult time
    My poor country
    It was a difficult time