A calico cat looking thoughtfully at a blurred world. Photo by Hkn clk via pexels
I will not be told what I should feel
Inner North Star decides what is real
Feel at peace in the storm
And refuse to conform
I prefer to dance at my own reel
#hbp #hbp91 mood contrarian
#inkmine lucid gaze
#vssdaily punk
#ourpoetryx solitude
#moonmystic storm beckons
#poetry #limerick #vss365
I accidentally electrocuted myself with my vibrator. Thoughts and prayers are needed. #zap #zippy #lightupskeletonbody #popefrancis #catholic #goonreaders #bluesky #hbp91
(2/2)
She passed away early Saturday morning.
I, in my grief, am upside down:
dismissive of the warm sun and crisp air for not matching the storm in my heart;
but taking solace in the shared grief of those around me who loved her as I do.
#hbp91
okay, I love it when Shirley & Co sing about only being happy when it rains, whatever tf that song is called, I can't recall... but, I wanna know what kinda rain she's on about, 'cause I LOVE it when it's a cold, hard rain that keeps folkx inside, right? not that drizzly, warm drivel, bleh.
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#dialogetry
"How do you plea human? What say you to these charges?"
"What?"
"You are a citizen of Earth, and as such a representative who will hear our verdict. How do you plea?"
"Um...not sure... let me get back to you on that. Say, is there an ashtray in this place?"
#hbp91
She shone when it rained, glowered when there wasn't a cloud in the sky. #Contrarian as a mule, mother always said, but when they needed a voice of reason after everyone else followed into hate, she yanked the world back into balance by sheer force of will.
All it takes is 1 voice sometimes.
#hbp91
He growled at the happy children playing with their ball. Their joyful squeals brought pain to his eardrums. He quickly grabbed a bow and arrow.
Pleasant memories of being bullied at summer camp flooded back as he fired the arrow at the ball. The children's joyful tears made him smile.
(Of course, she'd go and snitch...😒)😂
#hbp91 #writing #writingcommunity
My brain is linking prompts to a larger story. The emotion inverter for #hbp91 flips everyone's emotions and clues to escape the upside down are projected on a wall in #hbp87.
Clues lead to a coin from #hbp40 that bank robbers stole. They hide at a convenience store in #hbp81.
Procrastination.
The glum chum did frown as he looked upon the sunlit pastures in peace and harmony.
I asked him: why do you disdain peace?
He replied: one day the peace will end and all will be in ruin.
I did not understand.
But he was right, as traitors raised the land.
His glee was found in fighting them.
#hbp91
The emotion inverter brought happiness to an unhappy world.
Nearly everyone achieved bliss by reversing their true feelings with a brain chip until a few internet trolls gamed the system and became world leaders.
The world remained trapped, unable to escape the upside down.
#hbp91 #writingPrompts
Eris peered at her daughter. 𝐴ℎ, 𝑚𝑢𝑔𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑖𝑟𝑟𝑜𝑟. She then spied dismantled masks on the dais and pulled on Ate’s ear. “What mischief this?”
“Melpomene is so gloomy, and Thalia? E’er with a jape. Why not one? Mix it up on them, eh?”
Opposites on the same mask. ‘𝑆𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑡ℎ, 𝑚𝑦 𝑔𝑖𝑟𝑙.
#hbp91
*Growl* "It is too quiet."
"What is it with you? Everything in the empire is going great! Relax."
"For warriors, peacetime is an illusion. There are plots."
"So, what're you like in wartime?"
*Big smile* "Ready to defeat the enemy with overwhelming strength."
"A real party animal, huh?"
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If she came across as a contrarian it was simply because she was caught in the wrong time and space. Here in the countryside she made no sense, couldn't right it in her head. In the city, with all the accessories of noisy urban life, she slipped in easily, one starling among the murmuration.
#hbp91
When the world breaks, they arrive,
A mender of shards, alive.
Born to chaos, taught to cope,
In disorder, they find hope.
Stability feels sharp, unkind,
A hollow void, a dulled-out mind.
In ruin’s shadow, they take their stand,
Finding purpose in the broken land.
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"Ever since Stella left Gibson, I thought that they were some kind of mood contrarian," Bailey explained. "Crying when things were good, works their ass off when things are bad."
"Was Gibson always like this?" Jin said.
"That we don't know. Maybe, they were stable when Stella was there." #hbp91
TrueStory: If u notice that a friend’s mood suddenly worsens whenever u r happy & greatly improves every time something bad happens2u, don’t b a fool2think it’s coincidental. Sooner or later, u’ll FindOut the Painful&Bitter truth that would rudely explain y that person is not a friend at all. #hbp91
Under a vindictive Venusian sky
Four rusting hulks sit and rot away,
Drenched in spiteful rain and deformed by malice.
But for precious moments these marvels
Were once alive, and looked across
A landscape of a world spinning backwards;
A contrarian planet, whose face we have seen.
#hbp91 #vss365
Lessons Honed in a Corporate Bathroom:
Laugh when I’m angry
Cry when I’m happy
Applaud the jokes
Even when crappy
Confusing the enemy
Hide in plain sight
When I know it’s day
You’ll think that it’s night
The method, my madness
Not contrary for me
Win in the silence
Before they can see
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"What is wrong with you that you're like this toddler having a tantrum when things are going well for them but deliriously happy and gossiping about them when something bad happens!?"
She looked at me as if her eyes were dead and replied, "You're what's wrong. It's your fault, not mine."
#hbp91
I don’t know if “opportunist” is the right word to describe her: she had a twinkle in her eye every time we were chased by the vanguard and she giggles when we’re cornered.
Maybe she’s an adrenaline junky? She’s always bored of the quiet nights.
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Mr. Moody, contrarian, was of half a mind. He found the menu uninspiring, yet he wasn't about to walk out of the chic eatery without a fight. The server raised several eyebrows as Moody began altering the ingredients of the one item he'd order. "Truffles, lite cream. No garlic?" "Partir!"
#hbp91
Ur walking backwards down the stairs
If not there, then over here
& if not crying when ur happy
A lovely sadness makes u a tidbit slappy
There is some heft 2 ur lightest reaches
& some doldrums when laughter breaches
Though I wouldn’t choose another other
Than u 2 be my heartless lover
#hbp91 #poem
I always knew something was off with that one. Everyone else, celebrating, while he sat there all melancholy, almost grieving. When things were going bad he would be the one dancing on the table, feeding on the misery. If you looked close ..his eyes were blacker than night. So chilling
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Photo: Tragedy and Comedy mask signage, Scarbrough Hotel, Bishopgate, Leeds. Source: Tim Green from Bradford, CC BY 2.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0>, via Wikimedia Commons.
Character: Mood contrarian - miserable when things are good, cheerful and industrious when things are bad. #hbp91
