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SuperNova Afterglow Spews Embers of Time

by Brian K Compton, yup

Rated: 18+ · Book · Writing · #1300042

All that remains: in afterlife as 'mainstream' blogger, with what little I know. 20k views

Obshchak

Some torn to the ground ▼

Some burn to the ground
Others removed brick by brick
Redesign for the times
When the lease comes up
Or just fold up

When you have a bad day and need a reason...

Formerly: New Zenith To Hell…(all started with arc as writer here from the trials of Rising Stars to Preferred Author to WDC Quills Best Poetry Collection...

"Whoever fights monsters should see to it…he does not become a monster.” - Some guy, I guess. Look it up?
I’ve been to the abyss and back. Not so bad.

The loneliest happy person you'd ever meet, when not the saddest person who needs to be alone.

In an ever-changing world, we need to handle topics at the ready. If you roll over and give in to the narrative without lending a voice, might as well hand over your civil liberties. Voices could connect to true conscience and spirit for honest and open discourse. Why feel so redacted?

Unify on issues or don't but put drama aside. Open minds require complete objectivity. Or, agree to disagree and have a beer. Just writing what I feel without the narrative-altering mind f---ing with my head.

[MY Chorus]
In your house, I long to be
Room by room, patiently
I'll wait for you there, like a stone
I'll wait for you there, alone
- Chris Cornell, RIP

"Some other stuff"
I'm in love with carefully chosen words, arranged just so, audible, edible, to inhale. I attempt to post new poems and epiphanies daily with some links to what inspires.

I am legally blind with a rare, genetic form of glaucoma. I'm described as "end stage" after two successful surgeries, still subject to further vision loss. Cataracts complicating matters. Writing Can get strenuous but seldom deters what yearns to emerge, despite a documented history of depression and recently diagnosed ADHD and undefinable social disorders and/or PTSD. Ammunition, or blanks?

My recent poetry:

BOOK

The Absence of Wavelength and Sight

(18+)
A nothing from nowhere cast his words to a world wide wind, hindered by periphery.
#1149750 by Brian K Compton, yup

Sometimes epiphanies about my insights on writing and life and what goes on...

"Blah, blah, blah"
Making sense of life is maddening. Why do I need to know, when truth may not actually exist? Learning to accept would be a better pursuit? Flailing about in my own mediocrity, hoping to bust out.

I am visible. You can put a face with a name. I would like to see other writers, too. Fiction is what you write, not who you are.

Reinventing myself. I couldn't continue on the path I was on and needed a fresh start. This time around I want to put the focus on writing and the world outside of this community as it affects my life.

I realize now that I have been baring my chest a bit more, as when young. fake me much more boring and unliberated than the real me.

A world arriving as silent as that blossom in your garden that I told you about...

Merit Badge in Rare
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I like your work!

Thank you WakeUpAndLive

for honoring me with your kind words!

Read here some old blog entries...

2018 Highlights ▼

Brian K Compton, yup

A signature image for use by anyone nominated for a Quill in 2018

Short answer, mostly relatable.

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Brian K Compton, yup

Apr 27, 2025 at 11:55am
In response to "Awards I Cannot Appreciate"

Furthermore, more googling:

AI Overview
Empathy in the autistic

While both autistic adults and adults with empathy are common, the experience of empathy in autistic individuals can be complex. Some autistic individuals may have lower levels of empathy, while others experience heightened or "hyper-empathy". The experience of empathy in autism can also be characterized as a form of empathic disequilibrium, where emotional and cognitive empathy are out of sync.

Empathic Disequilibrium:
Research suggests that some autistic individuals may have lower levels of emotional empathy compared to cognitive empathy, leading to a disconnect between understanding others' emotions and feeling them emotionally.

Hyper-Empathy:
Some autistic individuals may experience heightened or "hyper-empathy," where they are intensely attuned to and overwhelmed by the emotions of others.

Varied Experiences:
Empathy is not a uniform trait in autism. Some individuals may struggle with recognizing emotions, while others may be highly sensitive and empathetic.

Empathy as a Spectrum:
Empathy exists on a spectrum, and individuals with varying levels of empathy are common in the general population.

Developmental Factors:
Empathy is believed to develop over time, and individuals may exhibit varying levels of empathy at different stages of their lives.

Social Communication Impairments:
ASD is characterized by difficulties with social interaction and communication, which can impact how individuals experience and express empathy.
ASD Support:
It is important to note autism can be diagnosed later in life, and individuals may benefit from support and understanding their unique experiences with empathy.

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Brian K Compton, yup

Apr 15, 2025 at 5:24pm
In response to "Pic Prompt (These Two Hands Given)"

http://www.theblogazine.com/2013/02/gianni-berengo-gardin-at-casa-dei-tre-oci-in...

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Brian K Compton, yup

Mar 18, 2025 at 1:47am
In response to "My Restroom Attendant and Rooster"

Kåre เลียม Enga

Stop on by. I’ll give you one of ours.

This is Onyx. No one can have him.

He’s the guy that plays tag. He goes and hides where he thinks we can’t see him and calls out for someone to chase him.

He’s barely a cat.

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Kåre เลียม Enga

Mar 16, 2025 at 4:43pm
In response to "My Restroom Attendant and Rooster"

I wish I had a cat. I'm alone too much when I'm in Montana. I love saying hello to cats and dogs.

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May 12, 2025 at 12:10am

#1089156

Misapplied and the Mislead

The Sardonic

Hope of Salvation?
When people pull religion on you,
apply the sharp blade
to a yielding throat, but
not sacrifice oneself with tithing
for these sloven, dirty faces
dining in life’s halls, fully loaded artillery
in lap, under table, while
sheriff’s and their jail keepers sweep,
cool in shade, mind store until
Lock or hang the miscreants
That dared disturb your dinner.
Words can purchase nooses, unless,
yeah, be whatever authority,
not give a fuck?

In frock and sash, they trouble,
confronted with unregulated lawlessness,
as the would-be-crusaders, saviors
adjacent to a Good Book, tidies at
stain-glassed station, seldom perused.
Fabled and worthy document, reminiscent
of childhood-trust-faith that now,
flat fails. Discouraged?

Knowing of the outlaw sacrilege
To place lordly dominion above the lowly
for enterprise, blasphemer…ooh, ouch! (hate it, the word, sardonically?)
Should, agents of faith, at least
honor their father, if not spare others,
what little flock left, from what?
A mental genecide? Self-enslavement
inside note-stuffed bottle called you, and asea.
Or, just ask the ruthless, barefoot, penny less (lost something in transition here)
From offering and ask,
‘What the fuck is up with that’?
“If I don’t see you in church…
I’m telling God.” Seeing this as failure…
“Thus, Anti-heroes were born, and
the day
was not saved. But, it was a good show (Hey, cynic watchers! Yeah?
This is a higher art form. Realize,
satire from the sardonic.)

Born and bred, the stoic chew scenery,
not your Charles Barkley, with backstories
that may yet come in prequels (after reader/viewer response)
Otherwise, lean into evident, getting tired, trope, knowing
Batman, Spider-Man, Inigo Montoya.

Literature, that sees the light, is accessed,
born from minds of oppressed word crafters,
Foretelling totalitarianism, write instead of read
Russian monoliths, Orwellian and dystopian,
Authors warnings of complacency, indulging in the inane,
among the blunt instruments of history writers —
narrative-wielding, bully-pulpit, fear-mongering
‘if your not with me, you’re against me’,
and wonder why…why won’t someone sage us,
be our Ralph Nader? Helloo, won’t take ship helm (marbles).
Divided, blamed for our chasms from failing to unite,
by the whisperers (“I was never here” - really?), saying,
‘that guy was talking about you’, and then (you did not see),
turned to the other, ‘he called you a derogatory word’ —
Thus…two ignorant bulls stand off, others watch,
when (epiphany?) a movie moment could arrive —
…in place of the foretold…
ask the logical, ‘why are we fighting, anyway’?
risk lowered guard, split lip, and outcome
that could go one of two ways
to ‘devise’ a happy ending, because writers are frustrated,
Incentivized and paid, also had that near jugular slit,
carbon-based metal spirit arrival that compelled complacency.
Now, wield pen, rebel in mock society to bleed words,
cloaked possibly, to have meaning inferred. ,

There are other options than outlaw heroes or sycophants,
tired of false misrepresentations and being taxpayer doormat.
It doesn’t matter how they align, but what they serve,
while impugning what seemed like a noble cause
to rid tyranny, shelter any with any belief, note religion applied i drafted guidelines for agreement…
be chill, loyal to a new nation with ideals, instead of
jets to private islands and say, ‘oh, no, that was the other guy’…
the Epstein of it all, a facilitator
for capitalistic-wealthy-driven demeanor
that still creates a caste society by status, limits access to freedoms, laws selectively shoved down throats
by a moral-wielding edge that doesn’t answer to you,
‘one vote’, or you, ‘one vote’, and ‘don’t try to organize
in a united way’, that’s covered in a surveillance state
finger-printing faces, giving yes sir responses
as ex-military, vaulted status as guardians of the state,
misalign with clownish ideals so idiotic
that one could bury a head or two in sand
for the buffoonery being witnessed
from across the pond and beyond.

All conceivable, likely written, but
strings on puppets, the marionettes who spin words,
give us stories derived from situational stories to the surreal …

Intermezzo Forever.
Hastas La Vista

5.11.25

Bloated? Yes, no?? Trim fat???
Nobody 2 in 3 months. More on that when dust settles.

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