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Important Update: Transition from pathetic.org to eMuse.org - 03/16/2025
by Gavin M Roy

After years of intermittent development, eMuse is almost ready to launch. As part of this transition, pathetic.org will be shutdown and will redirect to eMuse.org.
What you need to know:

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* When creating your new eMuse account, you'll have the option to import your data from pathetic.org

We look forward to welcoming you to the new platform.

Hello, Survivors of 2020! - 01/03/2021
by V. Blake

Please check my post out in the General forum when you have a moment. Thanks!

Stay Healthy - 03/18/2020
by V. Blake

Hope you and yours are well.

A Congratulations to Leonard M Hawkes - 03/27/2019
by V. Blake

..who just published his first volume of poetry! Entitled Leaves from my Box Elder, it comes just in time for the 150th anniversary of the driving of the Golden Spike.

So, like the title says--congrats, Leonard!

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Poem of the Day for 04/06/25

Misfits
by Alisa Js

Sitting here among the wounded
Spirits shrouded under these dark, dusty rags,
Cast aside by society’s finest
Forgotten by those who once cared,
Misfits, they're called
Guess that makes me one, too...

Glancing around this desolate room, there are faces
Once full of hope and zest for living,
What happened to steal their thunder?
With their eyes to the ground and straight ahead stares
Looking for nothing,
As nothing was there ...

The last time they tried to reach up,
Grabbing at any chance for reprieve
Is there no hope if you've lost that round?
Laid bare your soul
That life with great purpose,
Now, kicked to the curb
Sit there!
On the outside, without …

A glimmer of something
An answer to prayer
Is all that’s really needed,
Just one more chance to feel alive again
Is that asking too much?
Or have we stopped caring?
Who listens anymore or bothers

06/16/2006

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