You Haven't Posted In A While So I'm Hoping You Finally Gathered A Bit Of Courage And Offed Yourself

Do you have favorite and hate exercises? If so what are those?

My favorite exercise is rowing, regardless of the variation. If I had to choose one, I would go with seals or bend over rows. I don't really have a hate exercise, but I'm not too fond of direct arm exercises and if I had to choose, it would probably be the classic bicep curl.

Did you write an draft of the poem again? Can you upload it here?

Was gehört deiner Meinung nach zu einem "guten Gedicht"? Gibt es Stile, die dir als Leser besonders gefallen?

Das ist eine wirklich gute Frage, auf die keine eindeutige Antwort weiß. Mir sprechen reimende Gedichte mehr zu, als jene, die keine Reime vorweisen. Ansonsten mag ich es, wenn Gedichte deskriptiv geschrieben sind, aber nicht zu viel verraten; Der Leser selbst soll das Gedicht auf sich und sein Leben beziehen können, ohne sich zu sehr vom Autor einschränken zu lassen.

Vielleicht nenne ich an dieser Stelle einfach ein paar Gedichte, die mir gefallen:

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening - Robert Frost.

Der Panther - Rainer Maria Rilke.

Nachtfalter - Max Dauthendey.

Lila, Lila! - Alexander Puschkin.

Nur ein Leben - Wilhelm Wackernagel.

Deutet es nicht auf etwas grundlegend tragisches in unserer Art hin, wenn wir versuchen, jeden Augenblick mit Trivialität zu füllen, nur um das Gespräch mit der fremden Stimme im eigenen Körper zu vermeiden? Und ist es nicht faszinierend, dass wir ein gesamtes Leben auf einer angenommenen Identität aufbauen, einer schillernden, brüchigen Illusion, die der Tod binnen weniger Momente zerschlägt?

Weltenasche

Doesn't it piss you off that a random woman can just post a picture of her tits/ass without any effort and get ten times as many likes and attention for it as you will ever get for one of your poems? Then why post poems at all? But this blog is dead anyway - no interaction - no posting - nothing 🤣

No, it doesn't, and honestly, I've never really thought about that before. I don't measure my blog and its value by trivial things like attention or likes.

But from a logical standpoint, it only makes sense, as poetry is more of a niche interest, while something like sexual desire, which is amplified/triggered by the visual impressions you mentioned, certainly appeals to a broader audience.

And I post my poems because I enjoy reading the associations they evoke in people who read them, the ways in which they are interpreted, the memories, impressions, and feelings that people associate with them.

Not everything in the world we call ours should be solely tied to attention, although certainly too much already is.

Bruh you need to get some triceps training in. They are small af like girls arms

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WeltenAsche

Having pencil arms and talking about your passion for sport lmao. Get a grip on reality dude 😂😂😂 I mean, you're not wrong in some ways. The

I was about to elaborate, as I did in an earlier reply, that I don't enjoy direct arm training, but then those words seemed too precious for that and so I'll just link you my earlier reply.

Also since you seem to be bothered in some way by my pictures, have fun with another one:

Our Place

Walking through the powdery snow

I passed a place that I still know;

by heart - like every loving memory

that touched my heart so tenderly;

reminding me of all I miss

and every single endless kiss;

mourning as I went my way

I guess nothing gold can stay.

by Weltenasche.

Verstohlene Blicke

Augen so unergründlich

und tief wie das Meer

die Iriden gräulich

faszinieren mich sehr.

Verstohlene Blicke

lassen nicht mehr ab

Erwiderung suchend

blicke ich hinab.

Ergriffen von Angst

sehe ins Leere

das Herz gefüllt

mit unträglicher Schwere.

Verspürend dem Wandel

der gräulichen Augen

ihr leuchtend Gemüt

wird Ängste mir rauben.

Befreit mich so dieser

wie auch farbloser Sicht

die Augen sind dunkel

die Welt ist es nicht.

by Weltenasche.

As a kid, was there something you absolutely wanted to do as an adult? If so did you do it?

I was quite an introverted child and preferred to spend time with myself, which resulted in certain preferences for activities. For example, I liked to spend my free time reading, doing card tricks, but as there were also "quantum leaps" in terms of technology in my childhood, I also liked to spend time gaming.

I don't remember too many details about my childhood, but I do remember that it was always a bit of a dream for me to develop a game myself and understand how they were built. And now it's been a few years since my childhood and I've developed not just one game, but several with different game engines and programming languages and now understand the build and development process, which has probably only added to my fascination.

In short: Yes, I did.