Describe one positive change you have made in your life.
Write a little bit every day.
Setting apart a little time each day to be creative is like chicken soup for the soul: soothing, strengthening, and warm.
#writing
Tough one
If you could be a character from a book or film, who would you be? Why?
*sighs with regret*
Terrible question. Too many to count.
*thinks about it*
Actually, the fun part would be existing in the fictional world with equal ability and a great story.
Say, if you fell into Narnia or Middle Earth, Deep Space 9 or The Expanse, Jade City or The Interdependency, or any other fictional universe: You get to experience the world in full book form and live to tell the tale…
Imagine the stories.
#dreams
Can I has…
What animals make the best/worst pets?
Dear Sir / Madam / Being / Entity,
Blessings on your household, for the Ancient Gods have spoken!
To be claimed by a cat is to have an Ancient God call you worthy.
Feed the feline well, provide warmth and curious human things, for the Ancient Gods are playful. Allow long naps and give good scritches, and all will be well.
Remember, ye are in the presence of the Ancient One. Some things cannot be explained.
Enjoy your days and live well.
Yours sincerely,
Bastet’s Acolytes, Re-incarnated
c/o The Cat Distribution System
© 2025 threegoodwords
*pours cup of coffee*
How would you improve your community?
Show up consistently, even when it’s tough.
Take time to spend time. It may seem like a small thing, but taking the time to spend time together shows you value the people you want to connect with.
Talking about it is not enough. You actually have to do it.
#connection
Listen…
This space where
rather than converse
we talk write text
at each other
not to, forget with
one / another
masses of individuals
so many I-s so many Me-s
screaming soundless
endlessly into the void
hoping for a response
but all that bounces back ping-ping-ping
is the echo of our own voices ding-ding-ding
ricochets and rebounds
off of each other
over and over and over and over and over
(why am I so tired?)
and over again
until the onslaught of words
congeals;
that deafening silence.
In the distance
longed for desperately
written about once again
murmurs of actual conversation –
©2021 threegoodwords
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