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2026/04/29 - Short Poems in Pencil

I write poems in a notebook or sketchbook, sometimes.   Two Tools The pen and the pencil— Two different tools. Permanence and impermanence— Certainty and tolerance. Neither optimal, Mistakes both ways, Give and take.   Confusion at the Unthinkable Unable to ponder— I try to, my mind refuses to think. Unable to breathe— Too much, feeling sick. So sick— From eating, from thinking. But I must— Must know,
Usseewa

Usseewa in Main

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Psychology

How Emotions Work

I’ll probably be yapping a lot about emotions on this blog, since it’s what I research, so I first want to give some general info on how emotions are created, most of which comes from Dr. James Gross and Dr. Jennifer Veilleux. Emotions are difficult to define, and even experts in the field can’t agree on a single definition. But essentially, they’re messages from our brain about something that matters to us. Emotions are brief, usually only a couple minutes at most, as compared to moods, wh
Shaper By Ketek

an Unfinished gift- chapter 5

Chapter 5 Whill sat back down on the plush mattress.  And waited for something to happen. Anything to happen. Because Whill had no screwing idea what was happening to him. He surveyed the room a third time, looking for a hint, a sign, anything that could identify where he was. There were no windows and the only door was locked from the outside. If Shaped are so glorified, why am I being held prisoner? Without anything else to do, he grabbed a book of the shelf and f
Shaper By Ketek

Chapter four- Loss.

Chapter 4 Whill couldn’t hear. His best sense- gone.  But he knew he was a Shaped. The only reason he knew this was the banners that now hung on the walls with squares imprinted on them- the emblem of the Shaped. He staggered off the platform, and ducked into a corner.  Why? Why did I become deaf? A deaf Shaped- that’s a paradox. Shaped are supposed to gain enhanced senses, not lose them entirely! What happened to me? His thoughts sped by, as he hid in the corner.
Shaper By Ketek

Chapter 3- Role Assignment

Chapter 3 The dreaded day came. Whill, having stayed awake all night long, stumbled into the towering dome of the Bureau. Today would decide the rest of his life.  Whill joined the line of jittering, nervous boys, his mind too nulled to panic. Staying awake all night had dulled his brain, which he would have wondered if that was good or bad. No one knew how roles were assigned, let alone who assigned them. Whill didn’t care. He knew that there was nothing he could do to preve
Poetry

Scars

A contemplation. a hand, one. once trembled, once held a knife. abandon, never again, never my life.    now sketching, flawed hand, perfect arm. still stretching, curved lines, scratched-in harm.    Fingernails mar this drawing more than scars.    
Verdance

Verdance in Poetry

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Shaper By Ketek

Chapter two version one.

Jax had been like Whill’s parent for his entire life. Their mother and father had both disappeared a few days after Whill was born, and Jax had run away from the orphanage to take care of Whill himself. And he had done a damn good job. Whill remembered Jax sneaking out to grab food every morning for the two of them, trying to make sure that he didn’t wake up. Jax had taught him everything he knew, and when the day came that he had turned 18, Whill desperately tried to keep Jax from goi
Shaper By Ketek

Chapter One of Shaper

Alright, I'm trying it out! SHAPER-  Chapter 1     Whill breathed in the sawdust-heavy air of the workshop. It was an early morning, but then again, wasn't it always an early morning? He picked up his gloves from the desk- the desk he had finished with- with---- He shook his head, trying to block out those thoughts. Dangerous thoughts. He put on the gloves, turning towards the back of the shop.      Whill had always been a scrawny boy, and even at 17, he was still shorter tha
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2026/04/28 - Life Just a Dream

CW/TW: Self-harm, depression, possible interpretation as suicide/suicidal ideation, dissociation I think. Spoilered for the above CW/TW's. Also note that it might be a bit long. Sorry if it gets repetitive or whatever. I'm still posting my writing... and I'm trying to improve with my newer stuff. Note that the next entries will be posted one-per-day in the following days. I also took a bit of a break from writing... so there'll be less than you may think. If you feel I should
Usseewa

Usseewa in Main

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poem

When one opens a notebook: no syllable patterns.

When one opens a notebook. To a fresh, blank sheet. When they have a sole outlook Of what they plan to complete. Each new line, each new page. Is a creation, an endeavor. It can wither, It can age, But the intent is forever. A writing, a drawing Or just a reminder. Is the maker's new calling. That is left to the finder. And though the page may rip, And though the ink may smudge  And though the book may be lost. And though
poems

Fibonacci poem

So  Umm..  If I  Had to count  In a simple way  Like “one two three” and up by one  I’d look for another version, an upwards fashion.  I would sacrifice my rhyme patterns, it would all clash and burn, a disaster of words  One more step in the Fibonacci sequence would not fit on one line, but yet I go on, to twenty one plus thirteen, but now I will descend.  Now back down to seven times three, and falling down the sequence fast, I count down again  A prime number, two digits,
The Ancient Magic

Introduction - The Ancient Magic

"I fear that my name has become shockingly well known throughout the world. I always understood that an accomplishment such as mine would be known throughout history. I always worried that others would think that to be my motivation for departing from my home. I did not set out on the Path of Mastery for glory. I left so nobody else had to. I left to save my people from doom.  Though some respect me for simply  learning the magic of every tribe, I believe there are others who find themselves a
General

On How to Learn and Study

One thing I've been diving a lot into this past week is learning about learning, which has been super interesting. Most of what I've learned has been through Dr. Justin Sung, who's a learning coach and makes a bunch of great youtube videos. (Almost all of this is summarizing what I learned from this video) If you're like me, if you take notes, it's probably the standard handwritten/typed full page of words, directly copying down words of powerpoints or what the teacher says. Maybe the odd d
Emerald of the Shattered Skies

Emerald of the Shattered Skies - Draft 2 Chapter 4

Alright! Adapted from Chapter 2 in Draft 1:   Chapter 4   “Tell me exactly,” Emerald said, “Why is he here?” Flix smiled kindly. “He hasn’t told us yet.” Sky explained, “He’s been waiting for you.” Emerald narrowed her eyes, before sitting down to let Flix speak. “Well then,” Flix cleared his throat. “Ashkeep is very intent on a specific mission. One about the Galeshards. “It’s a bit difficult to explain, and I can’t say I’ve had to
Emerald of the Shattered Skies

Emerald of the Shattered Skies - Chapter 3

So, in TLPL, I said Chapter 3 tends to be one of my weakest opening chapters regardless of the story, but I think I pulled it together for these last bits. Feel free to share any and every thought! Chapter 3   Windstorms were big events for many reasons. The most obvious one, Winter decided, was the sheer danger if one was caught in a Windstorm unprepared. The storms were surges of wind powerful enough to rearrange the world itself. Windcallers were tasked with fighting th
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