There’s not a day when Social media abuse isn’t in the news. I don’t remember what it was that was going to provoke this, but honestly as a result this is relevant for anything in the last (almost) ten years I’ve been using Twitter. Insert your own drama here.
#Instaverse : April 8th, 2021 : Fingering the ‘Damn’
Sometimes, describing what you are is hard work. When you’re stressed and under pressure, then asked to do the same thing? Even worse. Add pain to all that and really, not happening. The audio today will tell you how this all went down, and it wasn’t good. Don’t tell my daughter I threw up after watching her have two teeth extracted, she however was a total heroine.
Stress is tough to manage, and when someone says they’re in pain, you should believe them.
It was a good weekend. A lot of work got done, and many more things were organized. There was also a fair amount of navel-gazing and soul-searching, plus a pretty decent walk (for the first time in a while) that needs to happen more in the future. The Instaverse today came from a discussion last night surrounding individual responsibility, and as the audio points out, some things can never be escaped, whether you like it or not.
I did not feel in a recording mood today, for mental health reasons, and so I’ll present today just the poem, and when I am back to recording (which is now scheduled in Patreon for tomorrow) the audio will magically appear. Until then, here’s the reason why I didn’t record audio this morning, and there needed to be a day off.
As promised, there are some new graphics and I’ll make a batch of new ones for the next few days so as we do this thing, there is at least some change in the wallpaper. This poem was prompted by the following tweet yesterday:
It’s not the weekend yet, despite my brain’s best efforts to make it happen through sheer force of will. After neatly a decade, I also sorted out the ability to post shortened links for the audio when posting on Twitter, which might not seem lime much to you but is a major triumph for me. It’s the tiny steps forward that often make the biggest difference. Anyway, less chat, here’s your audio and poetry:
#Instaverse : #March 26th, 2021 : Empty at the End
Okay, change in organizational plan this morning, and I’ll sort out some better graphics starting next week. For now, we’ll use the same one, and then I can come back and swap new ones in… already have an idea, which is lovely. I worry the days when there isn’t a new idea, that’s always the sign it’s time to take a break. Right, here’s how this now works:
I write the poem, then I record the verse, and then both are uploaded. I then do the Tweet, with a link to the audio, and reproduce the audio here:
#Instaverse : March 25th, 2021 : Absolutely Enough
I added some extra context onto the poem today. That will probably take place more going forward.
Good morning and welcome back to what will (hopefully) be a five day weekly posting cycle for me on the site. We’re going to restart content by introducing something I started last week on Twitter: the #Instaverse is my daily warm-up, a means by which my brain checks whether we’re capable of literally stringing sentences together to start the day. There will undoubtedly be those moments when I take a break from this, but right now that’s already weekends so hopefully, this becomes part of my ‘work’ remit, Monday to Friday.
I already know how important it is to establish a routine to maintain my mental wellbeing. This is already an extension of that.
Today's #Instaverse began on the School run home, forcing me to stop the car and use Evernote on my mobile. This will not be the last time this happens. This is a new journey, only just beginning… pic.twitter.com/Xh2pZdoXmb
— 🗨️ S Reeson 💭 Digital, Physical, Fractal 💬 (@InternetofWords) March 24, 2021
The development this morning will be that I recorded an MP3 of this, with a short explanation. As time goes on, these will probably become larger. As WordPress is pushing me to use audio on my site, let’s give it a go.
Instaverse : March 24th, 2021 : Almost Home
All the poems will be published in a newsletter at the weekend, and I’ll sort out a page for all the audio in the next few days.
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