Moments in Antiquity

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Goodbye Tumblr

So I wanted to say Goodbye.

I alluded to my leaving Tumblr a few months ago, and planned on doing it on my one year anniversary of the beginning of my Tumblr experiment. This is a little premature, but, as this post is my 1,000th post, I have decided that this milestone is just as appropriate as any other.

I want to thank all of my Tumblr followers, and all of the people whom I follow (whom I realize don’t follow me back and won’t ever see this post) for being so wonderful.

I have learned a lot from all of you people and have really, really enjoyed my time using this website to share my poems, stories, photos, heartaches, and much more. I appreciate having been let into your worlds and learning more about you, the things you like, the things you desire, and the things that push you to your limits.

I wish I had, had a community like this when I was younger. It would have been great for me to realize that I wasn’t alone. That people did care. That there was always something worth fighting for. As it stands now, I need to spend my days doing things of more value to my every day life, and not just staring at my iPhone going through literally every post of each one of the people I follow and liking everything that makes me happy.

So, again, thank you all. It’s been wonderful. I won’t be deleting my account and I’ll still be around. Perhaps one day if and when I choose to publish my poetry or one of my novels I’ll be back on here and on FB and Twitter to hock my wares. In the mean time you can send me messages on here if you want, or if you were feeling particularly sleuthy you could look me up on one of those sites. I’m not very hard to find.

Be well Tumblr brothr’s and sistr’s, be well. I wish you all the best of luck with everything you do!

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S.W. Thompson

—Friendship

This is a re-post of the one of my poems. I am choosing to re-post for a few reasons, the first is that it has been the most popular one thus far, and the second is that I appreciate all of my tumblr “friends” quite a lot and I wanted to leave you with something that reflected that. Please feel free to reblog.

Friendship - by S.W. Thompson

Friendship is a choice.

Each phone call,

Every text message,

All of the minutes spent together,

Are the glue that keep friends together.

Love isn’t a choice.

Family is a birthright.

It’s only friendship,

The tenuous weave of events and memories,

That bond us.

Friendship is strong,

But it is discardable.

It is merely choice that keeps a friend, a friend.

At any moment,

Misbegotten or not,

The decision can be made,

To make a friend, a thing of the past.

Once,

Long Ago,

It was put to me,

As an assumed tie.

A relationship,

That only exists, because it once existed.

That,

That simple thing,

Is what makes friendship so valuable.

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest & it opens up your heart & it means that someone can get inside you & mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life… You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you or grab your hand, & then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out & leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like “maybe we should be just friends” or “I just want you to be happy” turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.

—– Neil Gaiman. (via kotis)

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The Ground That We Stand On - Hawksley Workman


“I treat myself like I’m not fragile, like there’s no care to be taken.”

“And all the time that we keep wasting like we don’t know the joy that’s harder to bear.”

“I hope there’s time left to discover how to cry at all the beauty.”

It’s lyrics like these that inspire me to love more deeply, express myself more honestly, and live more happily.

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When I finally get to hike the entire Appalachian trail this will be the motto I use for inspiration, and or get tattooed on myself once I return.

When I finally get to hike the entire Appalachian trail this will be the motto I use for inspiration, and or get tattooed on myself once I return.

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Oh my god.

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