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Community News 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: * No accounts will be automatically created * No content will be automatically transferred * 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! Older News

Poem of the Day for 09/29/26 5 minutes to Blackout. by Aaron Michael scream i wish i could but i've nothing to say whisper but i have to be heard smile i can only fake it, now die not until i get home why when eyes find me sleeping is it harder to dream and impossible to realize that the world hates it when it doesn't think you're paying attention more than you hate it when you know it's not paying attention to you. scream and they'll think i'm begging for attention, whisper and i'm only talking about how much i hate them, smile, and i'm crazy, and die they'll revere me, but i'll never get thanked. but i'll get my name on the wall. this is not poetry, this is the oppresive heat that is bred of friction and resentment and ignorance. this is what bleeds when reality cuts you and runs away leaving you to sew yourself shut. when mankind reinvents the speech of justice to fit the needs of now words lose the meaning they once held and become jibberish, and for want of comprehension we follow, we're tied to this glacier, rolling slowly toward the oceans we refuse to believe are there. the scales are tipped, balance forgotten and the water is so cold we'll be dead before realizing our own mistakes. 08/30/2007 Visit Aaron Michael's Library 5 minutes to Blackout. Copyright © 2026

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