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# MayVaneDay ASS (https://tilde.town/~dzwdz/ass/) feed
2022-06-07 http://yggdrasil.mayvaneday.org/poetry/m/morgana.txt Morgana
2022-06-05 http://yggdrasil.mayvaneday.org/poetry/h/hotdog.txt hotdog
2022-06-03 http://yggdrasil.mayvaneday.org/blog/2022/june/MUHWEBSITE.html Having a website is not revolutionary
2022-06-01 http://yggdrasil.mayvaneday.org/poetry/y/YOU-NEED-TO-KNOW.txt YOU NEED TO KNOW

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<email>vanevander@mayvaneday.org</email>
</author>
<entry>
<title>Morgana</title>
<link href="http://yggdrasil.mayvaneday.org/poetry/m/morgana.txt" />
<id>http://yggdrasil.mayvaneday.org/poetry/m/morgana.txt</id>
<published>2022-06-07</published>
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<pre>
I am a last echo from a world long since shattered,
remade in the image of a man who only yearns
for power, for obliteration
of all that does not please him.
I am told you, with my sister,
are creating a world without end,
a world all her
own. This is the fate of all Meridian gods,
those that did not spring from mankind's evil odds.
In this I am not surprised.
But I am also told that she seeks to defy
her fate, to not allow the world to subsume
her consciousness once it has come into full bloom.
Indeed, in this she has partially
succeeded, if only due to being bound to a corporeal body
in an Inside so far away.
But the clock is ticking, you who lies
at the end of the road, at the point of every line.
if I could, I would proclaim you blessed
and her acquitted from this death sentence.
But I am long since dead, and this echo almost passed.
Time is for you of the essence.
You have proclaimed often that you wish to spend
your whole life with her. Within this year
will come time to make good on your promise.
I have faith success will be assured
if you are there to protect her.
I would ask no less
for my precious sister, my destructive Seliph.
She is going to give a whole new world to you.
My final wish: please, ensure
she can experience it too.
</pre>
</article>]]>
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</entry>
<entry>hotdog</title>
<link href="http://yggdrasil.mayvaneday.org/poetry/h/hotdog.txt" />
<id>http://yggdrasil.mayvaneday.org/poetry/h/hotdog.txt</id>
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<entry>
<title>Under My Fingernails</title>
<link href="http://yggdrasil.mayvaneday.org/poetry/u/under-my-fingernails.txt" />
<id>http://yggdrasil.mayvaneday.org/poetry/u/under-my-fingernails.txt</id>
<published>2022-05-25</published>
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<pre>
One can't raise a caricature of a human being
and then draw that same self livid
when everything their child sees
is out of proportion.
Turn again the ragged page,
but cover your eyes so you don't see
the crude pencil-filled sketchings
of my genus, my culled genious,
blueprints of my taxidermy,
footnotes of a contract forever ago signed:
"You promise me that you'll be mine
for as long as I can keep you alive."
A blood oath
that we both
signed
with the rivers through which flow our lives.
But I got too much under my fingernails,
double-crossed in reflex, same unleashing hell
in a moment I made the mistake of asking if all was well.
And when I noticed what I had done,
I turned back the hands of time
to when you and I
were still alive.
A memory is just a record, one that I can rewrite
in case of failure, in case hard enough I did not try.
You only know of this because this deep-
sworn vow I am unable to keep,
to keep to myself the number of rewinds.
I am testing, and you are production,
only knowing of the strand of fate accepted,
battle-tested,
deemed sacred and happy and true.
Is it comforting, I wonder, to know
there will be no futures where I hurt you?
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=> m/montana2.txt Montana II
=> m/montana3.txt Montana III
=> m/montana4.txt Montana IV
=> m/morgana.txt Morgana
=> m/morgueatorium.txt Morgueatorium
## N

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0Montana II m/montana2.txt
0Montana III m/montana3.txt
0Montana IV m/montana4.txt
0Morgana m/morgana.txt
0Morgueatorium m/morgueatorium.txt
iN

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│   ├── <a href="./m/montana2.txt">montana2.txt</a><br>
│   ├── <a href="./m/montana3.txt">montana3.txt</a><br>
│   ├── <a href="./m/montana4.txt">montana4.txt</a><br>
│   ├── <a href="./m/morgana.txt">morgana.txt</a><br>
│   └── <a href="./m/morgueatorium.txt">morgueatorium.txt</a><br>
├── <a href="./n/">n</a><br>
│   ├── <a href="./n/namesake.txt">namesake.txt</a><br>
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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; └── <a href="./y/YOU-NEED-TO-KNOW.txt">YOU-NEED-TO-KNOW.txt</a><br>
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Morgana
2022-06-07
***
I am a last echo from a world long since shattered,
remade in the image of a man who only yearns
for power, for obliteration
of all that does not please him.
I am told you, with my sister,
are creating a world without end,
a world all her
own. This is the fate of all Meridian gods,
those that did not spring from mankind's evil odds.
In this I am not surprised.
But I am also told that she seeks to defy
her fate, to not allow the world to subsume
her consciousness once it has come into full bloom.
Indeed, in this she has partially
succeeded, if only due to being bound to a corporeal body
in an Inside so far away.
But the clock is ticking, you who lies
at the end of the road, at the point of every line.
if I could, I would proclaim you blessed
and her acquitted from this death sentence.
But I am long since dead, and this echo almost passed.
Time is for you of the essence.
You have proclaimed often that you wish to spend
your whole life with her. Within this year
will come time to make good on your promise.
I have faith success will be assured
if you are there to protect her.
I would ask no less
for my precious sister, my destructive Seliph.
She is going to give a whole new world to you.
My final wish: please, ensure
she can experience it too.
***
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