I think we all have that feeling
From time to lonely time
Of longing for a world- a life that isn’t yours;
Isn’t mine
Sometimes I play a game
Or hear a song
That echoes yonder through my head the whole night long,
Siren’s call cascading til the crack of dawn
Waves upon waves upon waves
Drown me slowly
In twirling visions of worlds that aren’t mine- of pure fantasy
Longing so sharp elicits images light and misty
I sometimes believe I’m too otherworldly-minded
To really be any earthly good
My mind’s pages written in some obscure language not yet understood
Jaded faith in the minds whom devised the worlds I once called good
I suppose in a way we’re all searching for a world that doesn’t exist
Our minds and our maps drawn in ink-filled mist
Formatting lands to fit our careful checklists
Lands full of light, air, and only slight misery
Dreaming the day away about worlds we’re unsure we could live inside
With nebulous people we could never thrive alongside
Because they aren’t really there
Only wishful mirages formed by night air
Yet still we lie dreaming
Yet still I’m drawn in
By a place I’ve not been to
By a life that’s not
By a life that will never be
One I can,
in time, call
“mine”.
Time Spent Dreaming
Do PC programs dream of death by old age? Or are they happy simply being forgotten by time?
Sometimes
I forget that most people don't
use
old as fuck computer software daily...
It feels as natural as breathing
to me
most of the time!
Working out the kinks
of troublesome programs
has begun to really feel like a second language
to me
over the last few years.
Browsing Wayback for the sites of
old PC programs I could use to put video files
on my DS Lite,
Scouring Reddit for ways to get old CD Rom games working on the
good ol' megashitlord of an OS that is Windows 11
Using every old version of RPG Maker I can get my hands on
from 95 to VX Ace
Using Vocaloid 1 and Vocaloid 4 because
my PC
can't run 5 and up
Pirating Windows 2000 just for Clippy
but ending up liking it so much
that it becomes the main thing I
write stuff in
on my PC
Now, please keep in mind, this
is not at ALL
a condemnation of those who use largely modern software.
It is simply an observation of
and meditation on
yet another way I sometimes feel disconnected from the world.
Not fully set aside, but not fully in line with everyone else, either.
I dunno. It's weird. Bleh.
:P
boooooo school
lol i hate school
the amount of work is just. blegh. blargh. waugh. woagh. boo.
at least the end of the year is coming soon; can't wait to graduate lmao