David Mulford

@mulford.bsky.social

Festina Lente. VSS365 for fun. I like words. Lost Canadian 🇨🇦 SA cPTSD and ADHD survivor

A fugitive mind always running flits and bits and bobs never at home with itself or others playing tricks like Loki either fight or flight ceaselessly trying to hide its true nature masked up like Covid and no #harbour a home all disappointments and hurt feelings forever misunderstood #vss365 #adhd

I’m a catfish #lure me straight over with your voice the chaos still echoes yet still I only hear you sounds blur underwater spit out like Jonah a crazy adventure and you understand and gave me line to run freedom to find my light to find what’s mine is yours and so you are mine reel me in. #vss365

Beads of sweat appeared on Tannen’s face as he hurried to infiltrate the company #cloud from inside. Tannen knew he had only moments before the sentry AI would shut down the 92nd floor, stranding him there.“I should have asked for more” he thought as the promised escape drone came into sight #vss365

A low-angle view looking straight up at a tall, modern glass skyscraper. Its blue reflective windows mirror the surrounding cloudy sky, creating a camouflage effect, with the center of the tower in sharp focus while the top and bottom blur softly.

A yellowed cigar box is a private museum of nostalgia and artifacts that once proved our love some love notes and ribbons pressed flowers decaying and photos of the both of us from when we were young I was to #bequest this lovely treasure to you and you only but you left this life and me #vss365

40mgs is all that it took to change my mind my world is shook perception changed things quieted down #redemption from feeling unsound I stopped looking back and looked ahead and faced down demons I have always dread the path is sure but a long way to go before I'm cured but I'm gonna grow #vss365

brown yellow hues red amber and green inverse of springtime before winter’s sting thin skinned and pale age spots and cream while still hale and hearty not ageless it seems #nurture me softly as fleeting time goes and hold my hand gently while leading me home for this our last season alone. #vss365

How do you keep your creativity when the world demands accountability? Inspiration doesn't punch the clock on productivity when it only comes to me in watercolor daydreams painted outside the lines with blurry borders without boundaries I reckon I am reckless just trying to be free #vss365 #reckon

I’ve found the spot for me to #embark in Autumnal splendor by our favorite pond you know the one by Garrity’s woods down by the old mill where we both fumbled first kisses never knowing at 13 how many Falls we would have together You’ve been buried now for 40 years yet I remember you always #vss365

A close-up of many colorful autumn leaves, mostly yellow, green, orange, and brown, floating densely on a dark surface, likely water. Some leaves are wet and show intricate vein patterns or holes.

As I’m rapidly approaching the end of ‘Soulstice’ (which, for a Discworld-inspired story, is *dark* af), I’ve been thinking about the next story to write, ‘Ship of Fools’, which will be a pirate parody, and I’m thinking of calling the MC ‘Pen’. So I can call any sequel ‘Pirates of Pen’s Aunts’. 🙄

I like the #marriage of Peanut butter and Chocolate and Cookies and Cream perhaps RC Cola and Moonpies fulfill the dream but not to leave out my wife and me a warm touchstone and hearth forever my family for 40 years lord how the time flies I’ll love her completely until the day that I die #vss365

the silence of this place in #conflict with modernity the noisy business of being endless chasing of fleeting time unsiezing quiet moments we escape to the lake unbound all armpits ducks and flowers breezy languid afternoon drifting on water baptized again and again we regain ourselves #vss365

I have had resilient friends yes I have and did their words and deeds #sustain me and the parts of me I’ve hid for decades of pain have been unearthed the vile things that happened an inner child’s phantom scream now have become my anthem I too can be resilient myself my own safe home Atoned #vss365

The temple priests in the year 2112 are not receptive to my plight. Their great AI muses threatened by my presence as I attempt to shred tyranny with my sonic axe of strings. I #commence the sacred protocol to call the ancient race. A sacrifice of blood. They have assumed control. #vss365 #Rush

Those feeding the machines in their #naivete didn't realize they were stoking the furnaces of Hades. The faithful endlessly toiled scrolling, posting, hoping for their lives to change giving their blood and tears for scions who vamped souls from screens into the ether. It didn't end well. #vss365

The scents of the marketplace are discernible from blocks away a #mélange of scents and pastels teasing both the palate and eyes as I eagerly await the arrival of Mangan’s sister. perhaps today I shall see her silhouette again and the light in her hair. For now just like a prayer to me. #vss365

I may be wrong but my #intuition tells me we only want to love and to be loved and to understand and to be understood so why do we hurt others when we’re hurting and why do we wage war in the most inhumane way against beautiful souls we seem so lost when we only wish to find each other #vss365