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joel

@solipschisms.bsky.social

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he/him | 🎮 📚 💪 | anime 🌺 D20 🎲 NADDPOD | MN leftist, sober. empathetic to a fault

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joel @solipschisms.bsky.social · 13/09/2026

mhm

myself, seated at the gym

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joel @solipschisms.bsky.social · 03/09/2026

took the time to get dumbbell chest press form right and am working back to heavy, feels great

two 50 lb dumbbells, 1 pair of shoes attached to legs and billowy shorts

joel @solipschisms.bsky.social · 24/08/2026

take me too

Arresting imagery from Neuromancer of Case jacking in for the first time

"And in the bloodlit dark behind his eyes, silver phosphenes boiling in from the edge of space, hypnagogic images jerking past like film compiled from random frames. Symbols, figures, faces, a blurred, fragmented mandala of visual information."

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joel @solipschisms.bsky.social · 19/08/2026

finished The Stranger .back to bluesky break.

A passage from Part 2 of "The Stranger" by Albert Camus. M. Meursault arrives too late to self-insight, as he is condemned to do by the 'dark wind' carrying him dispassionately to his fate, again and again.

"No, there was no way out, and no one can imagine what nights in prison are like."

joel @solipschisms.bsky.social · 02/08/2026

being alive: 3/5 stars

Andy Daly as Forrest MacNeil in Review

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joel @solipschisms.bsky.social · 30/07/2026

heart monitor off, can have direct sunlight on my chest again, u know it’s vit d time

legs n feet n towel n sun n pool

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joel @solipschisms.bsky.social · 27/07/2026

4 years sober this week #poem #poetrysky

poem entitled “renaissance”

the text of which is:

I was urgency and pain
both gravity and repulsion, twisting
and twisted, begging for a hand to feed
to bite

you would sigh and nod as I
made promises, swore oaths, pledged castles
until the sun would stretch and stare
and they would
flicker, and melt

what a small mercy, to grant that illusion
a patina of truth, held in your eyes like twin jewels, tarnished, tired

I ground them to dust

joel @solipschisms.bsky.social · 26/07/2026

muh queen

dip bars at the gym, a secret super workout taught to me by the prison guys at rehab

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joel @solipschisms.bsky.social · 26/07/2026

mon dieu, Camus

the final paragraph of part 1 of Camus' The Stranger. an evocative, hazy telling of a single act of violent volition following months of agreeable passivity