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  1. Breaking the : Medium

    This state’s are as it nears 100% : New Sci

    Why ‘activating’ your vagus nerve has become the latest wellness trend : Misc

    Latest

    knowledgezone.co.in/resources/

  2. Breaking the #Factorization #Barrier : Medium

    This state’s #Power #Prices are #Plummeting as it nears 100% #Renewables : New Sci

    Why ‘activating’ your vagus nerve has become the latest wellness trend : Misc

    Latest #KnowledgeLinks

    knowledgezone.co.in/resources/

  3. Breaking the #Factorization #Barrier : Medium

    This state’s #Power #Prices are #Plummeting as it nears 100% #Renewables : New Sci

    Why ‘activating’ your vagus nerve has become the latest wellness trend : Misc

    Latest #KnowledgeLinks

    knowledgezone.co.in/resources/

  4. Breaking the #Factorization #Barrier : Medium

    This state’s #Power #Prices are #Plummeting as it nears 100% #Renewables : New Sci

    Why ‘activating’ your vagus nerve has become the latest wellness trend : Misc

    Latest #KnowledgeLinks

    knowledgezone.co.in/resources/

  5. Breaking the #Factorization #Barrier : Medium

    This state’s #Power #Prices are #Plummeting as it nears 100% #Renewables : New Sci

    Why ‘activating’ your vagus nerve has become the latest wellness trend : Misc

    Latest #KnowledgeLinks

    knowledgezone.co.in/resources/

  6. #DonaldTrump has lost almost 100 times in court & now he’s lashing out

    #Litigation is the spark for social outcry & it’s already working—his approval rating is #plummeting

  7. #DonaldTrump has lost almost 100 times in court & now he’s lashing out

    #Litigation is the spark for social outcry & it’s already working—his approval rating is #plummeting

  8. #DonaldTrump has lost almost 100 times in court & now he’s lashing out

    #Litigation is the spark for social outcry & it’s already working—his approval rating is #plummeting

  9. It seemed like a good idea when he’d first gotten off the lift. “Sure, let’s do that double black,” he said. “I think I’m ready.”

    As they approached the edge of the first pitch he felt his self-confidence #plummeting. “Uh. I’m not sure this is such a good idea,” he said.

    “It’ll be fine!” his girlfriend replied, flashing a huge grin. “You got this!”

    He took a deep breath, feeling her infectious enthusiasm. “Alright. Screw it. Let’s go!”

    #MastoPrompt

    (b-ark.ca/ouyae8)

  10. It seemed like a good idea when he’d first gotten off the lift. “Sure, let’s do that double black,” he said. “I think I’m ready.”

    As they approached the edge of the first pitch he felt his self-confidence #plummeting. “Uh. I’m not sure this is such a good idea,” he said.

    “It’ll be fine!” his girlfriend replied, flashing a huge grin. “You got this!”

    He took a deep breath, feeling her infectious enthusiasm. “Alright. Screw it. Let’s go!”

    #MastoPrompt

    (b-ark.ca/ouyae8)

  11. It’s still hanging in there
    Not #plummeting down
    The Might Bird is resilient
    No matter how many hope it will drown

    Too many phonies
    Too many fakes
    Can’t take anyone serious
    Or their bullshit hot takes

    The storm is passing
    Very few got hurt
    They’ll flow back to Twitter
    Continue to lie and pervert
    #MastoPrompt #smallpoems

  12. It’s still hanging in there
    Not #plummeting down
    The Might Bird is resilient
    No matter how many hope it will drown

    Too many phonies
    Too many fakes
    Can’t take anyone serious
    Or their bullshit hot takes

    The storm is passing
    Very few got hurt
    They’ll flow back to Twitter
    Continue to lie and pervert
    #MastoPrompt #smallpoems

  13. #Plummeting

    Treading water
    Over Pantomime
    Pleasantries
    Lurking below
    Darkness blooms
    Waiting
    For me
    To plummet

    #mastoprompt #smallpoems #plummeting @tanweerdar

  14. #Plummeting

    Treading water
    Over Pantomime
    Pleasantries
    Lurking below
    Darkness blooms
    Waiting
    For me
    To plummet

    #mastoprompt #smallpoems #plummeting @tanweerdar

  15. The naked, star-pricked sky
    sucks the heat from the departed day,
    sends the temperature plummeting,
    scattering a crystal crust
    on green leaves burning brown,
    to die on Winter's frozen ground.

  16. The naked, star-pricked sky
    sucks the heat from the departed day,
    sends the temperature plummeting,
    scattering a crystal crust
    on green leaves burning brown,
    to die on Winter's frozen ground.

    #MastoPrompt #Plummeting #SmallPoems #Poetry

  17. The naked, star-pricked sky
    sucks the heat from the departed day,
    sends the temperature plummeting,
    scattering a crystal crust
    on green leaves burning brown,
    to die on Winter's frozen ground.

    #MastoPrompt #Plummeting #SmallPoems #Poetry

  18. The naked, star-pricked sky
    sucks the heat from the departed day,
    sends the temperature plummeting,
    scattering a crystal crust
    on green leaves burning brown,
    to die on Winter's frozen ground.

    #MastoPrompt #Plummeting #SmallPoems #Poetry

  19. Oh, from the free plummet –
    Down – to the dirt and tar!
    Earthly love’s scant weight,
    Salted with tears – how long?

    Balcony. Through salty downpours,
    Black pitch of malicious kisses.
    And inescapable enmity’s
    Sigh: breathed out in verse!

    #plummeting #SmallPoems #OpenAccess

    Marina Tsvetaeva
    The Berlin Poems: 1922

    poetryintranslation.com/PITBR/

  20. Oh, from the free plummet –
    Down – to the dirt and tar!
    Earthly love’s scant weight,
    Salted with tears – how long?

    Balcony. Through salty downpours,
    Black pitch of malicious kisses.
    And inescapable enmity’s
    Sigh: breathed out in verse!

    #plummeting #SmallPoems #OpenAccess

    Marina Tsvetaeva
    The Berlin Poems: 1922

    poetryintranslation.com/PITBR/

  21. Oh, from the free plummet –
    Down – to the dirt and tar!
    Earthly love’s scant weight,
    Salted with tears – how long?

    Balcony. Through salty downpours,
    Black pitch of malicious kisses.
    And inescapable enmity’s
    Sigh: breathed out in verse!

    #plummeting #SmallPoems #OpenAccess

    Marina Tsvetaeva
    The Berlin Poems: 1922

    poetryintranslation.com/PITBR/

  22. You go #plummeting from the heights of bliss
    with a confidence that cannot miss.
    Now, face-down in a familiar pit,
    you see your boldness was gravely amiss.

    #MastoPrompt #BipolarDisorder #poem

  23. You go #plummeting from the heights of bliss
    with a confidence that cannot miss.
    Now, face-down in a familiar pit,
    you see your boldness was gravely amiss.

    #MastoPrompt #BipolarDisorder #poem

  24. Only once I was #plummeting did I begin to reconsider my choices. It had started so well - a lie-in, a cuppa in bed before leisurely wandering down for breakfast.
    If only I hadn't chosen a full English! Everyone knows that black pudding attracts them , he flying things dubbed "Black Angels" and now I was their plaything but, with the speed the ground was approaching, not for long.
    Covered my head futilely before feeling claws close round my ankle and being yanked upwards again.
    #MastoPrompt

  25. Only once I was #plummeting did I begin to reconsider my choices. It had started so well - a lie-in, a cuppa in bed before leisurely wandering down for breakfast.
    If only I hadn't chosen a full English! Everyone knows that black pudding attracts them , he flying things dubbed "Black Angels" and now I was their plaything but, with the speed the ground was approaching, not for long.
    Covered my head futilely before feeling claws close round my ankle and being yanked upwards again.
    #MastoPrompt

  26. I could tell you it was the polio, but it was more my precarious sense of balance when, as a toddler, I scaled to the top step of our stairs and then, feeling so proud to have made it, suddenly realizing I'd lost my concentration and, in moments frozen in memory, I fell backwards, bumping tumbling #plummeting rolling down the stairs to the bottom.

    It happened, I am told, every time one woman from town happened to drop by. She was so unnerved, she stopped visiting.

    True story. #MastoPrompt

  27. I could tell you it was the polio, but it was more my precarious sense of balance when, as a toddler, I scaled to the top step of our stairs and then, feeling so proud to have made it, suddenly realizing I'd lost my concentration and, in moments frozen in memory, I fell backwards, bumping tumbling #plummeting rolling down the stairs to the bottom.

    It happened, I am told, every time one woman from town happened to drop by. She was so unnerved, she stopped visiting.

    True story. #MastoPrompt

  28. I could tell you it was the polio, but it was more my precarious sense of balance when, as a toddler, I scaled to the top step of our stairs and then, feeling so proud to have made it, suddenly realizing I'd lost my concentration and, in moments frozen in memory, I fell backwards, bumping tumbling #plummeting rolling down the stairs to the bottom.

    It happened, I am told, every time one woman from town happened to drop by. She was so unnerved, she stopped visiting.

    True story. #MastoPrompt

  29. I could tell you it was the polio, but it was more my precarious sense of balance when, as a toddler, I scaled to the top step of our stairs and then, feeling so proud to have made it, suddenly realizing I'd lost my concentration and, in moments frozen in memory, I fell backwards, bumping tumbling #plummeting rolling down the stairs to the bottom.

    It happened, I am told, every time one woman from town happened to drop by. She was so unnerved, she stopped visiting.

    True story. #MastoPrompt

  30. I could tell you it was the polio, but it was more my precarious sense of balance when, as a toddler, I scaled to the top step of our stairs and then, feeling so proud to have made it, suddenly realizing I'd lost my concentration and, in moments frozen in memory, I fell backwards, bumping tumbling #plummeting rolling down the stairs to the bottom.

    It happened, I am told, every time one woman from town happened to drop by. She was so unnerved, she stopped visiting.

    True story. #MastoPrompt

  31. CW: Suicide

    The history books
    call it a crash.
    But the stories are
    of suited men
    who, after a fall,
    faced a fall,
    then chose to fall.

    When their great
    grandchildren recall
    their exploits and their exits,
    their denouement and decent,
    are they moved by
    their forefather's desperation?
    You could put it all down
    To a lack of foresight.

    #plummeting #Mastoprompt #poetry

  32. CW: Suicide

    The history books
    call it a crash.
    But the stories are
    of suited men
    who, after a fall,
    faced a fall,
    then chose to fall.

    When their great
    grandchildren recall
    their exploits and their exits,
    their denouement and decent,
    are they moved by
    their forefather's desperation?
    You could put it all down
    To a lack of foresight.

    #plummeting #Mastoprompt #poetry

  33. Plummeting through infinity
    Questions of masculinity and femininity
    No longer remain
    as we strive to attain
    The long-promised goal of divinity

    #MastoPrompt
    #plummeting
    #SmallPoems

  34. Plummeting through infinity
    Questions of masculinity and femininity
    No longer remain
    as we strive to attain
    The long-promised goal of divinity

    #MastoPrompt
    #plummeting
    #SmallPoems

  35. Plummeting through infinity
    Questions of masculinity and femininity
    No longer remain
    as we strive to attain
    The long-promised goal of divinity

    #MastoPrompt
    #plummeting
    #SmallPoems

  36. Plummeting through infinity
    Questions of masculinity and femininity
    No longer remain
    as we strive to attain
    The long-promised goal of divinity

    #MastoPrompt
    #plummeting
    #SmallPoems

  37. Plummeting through infinity
    Questions of masculinity and femininity
    No longer remain
    as we strive to attain
    The long-promised goal of divinity

    #MastoPrompt
    #plummeting
    #SmallPoems

  38. The Princess Cried

    At the prompt, he felt
    His confidence plummeting
    Bringing this word to life
    Seemed inconceivable.

    “Off with his head,”
    The princess cried.
    Thus, in the end,
    It was a no-brainer.

    #poetry
    #MastoPrompt
    #plummeting

  39. The Princess Cried

    At the prompt, he felt
    His confidence plummeting
    Bringing this word to life
    Seemed inconceivable.

    “Off with his head,”
    The princess cried.
    Thus, in the end,
    It was a no-brainer.

    #poetry
    #MastoPrompt
    #plummeting

  40. The Princess Cried

    At the prompt, he felt
    His confidence plummeting
    Bringing this word to life
    Seemed inconceivable.

    “Off with his head,”
    The princess cried.
    Thus, in the end,
    It was a no-brainer.

    #poetry
    #MastoPrompt
    #plummeting

  41. There is no alternative of course -
    The numbers brook no debate.
    So with the mercury plummeting.
    We have to rise to it.
    We lie together and shiver
    The world dies away outside
    In a cocoon we live on.
    We'll make it to the spring.
    It can't go on like this forever.

    #MastoPrompt #Poem #Poetry #plummeting

  42. There is no alternative of course -
    The numbers brook no debate.
    So with the mercury plummeting.
    We have to rise to it.
    We lie together and shiver
    The world dies away outside
    In a cocoon we live on.
    We'll make it to the spring.
    It can't go on like this forever.

    #MastoPrompt #Poem #Poetry #plummeting

  43. There is no alternative of course -
    The numbers brook no debate.
    So with the mercury plummeting.
    We have to rise to it.
    We lie together and shiver
    The world dies away outside
    In a cocoon we live on.
    We'll make it to the spring.
    It can't go on like this forever.

    #MastoPrompt #Poem #Poetry #plummeting

  44. There is no alternative of course -
    The numbers brook no debate.
    So with the mercury plummeting.
    We have to rise to it.
    We lie together and shiver
    The world dies away outside
    In a cocoon we live on.
    We'll make it to the spring.
    It can't go on like this forever.

    #MastoPrompt #Poem #Poetry #plummeting

  45. There is no alternative of course -
    The numbers brook no debate.
    So with the mercury plummeting.
    We have to rise to it.
    We lie together and shiver
    The world dies away outside
    In a cocoon we live on.
    We'll make it to the spring.
    It can't go on like this forever.

    #MastoPrompt #Poem #Poetry #plummeting

  46. #MastoPrompt

    It is mid-afternoon when the storm finally breaks, the snow slows, then stops, just occasional flecks. The clouds zip across the sky. The temperature is #plummeting, even as the sun pokes out. Earl collects his horse at the stable and starts the long ride up Mt. Riga Road, the snow in places almost up to his horse’s chest. The mare knows how to cope, stepping high, bringing up a cloud of snow with each stride. 'She’s a good mare,' Earl thinks. 'Feck it’s cold.'

    #HiramFalls

  47. #MastoPrompt

    It is mid-afternoon when the storm finally breaks, the snow slows, then stops, just occasional flecks. The clouds zip across the sky. The temperature is #plummeting, even as the sun pokes out. Earl collects his horse at the stable and starts the long ride up Mt. Riga Road, the snow in places almost up to his horse’s chest. The mare knows how to cope, stepping high, bringing up a cloud of snow with each stride. 'She’s a good mare,' Earl thinks. 'Feck it’s cold.'

    #HiramFalls

  48. #MastoPrompt

    It is mid-afternoon when the storm finally breaks, the snow slows, then stops, just occasional flecks. The clouds zip across the sky. The temperature is #plummeting, even as the sun pokes out. Earl collects his horse at the stable and starts the long ride up Mt. Riga Road, the snow in places almost up to his horse’s chest. The mare knows how to cope, stepping high, bringing up a cloud of snow with each stride. 'She’s a good mare,' Earl thinks. 'Feck it’s cold.'

    #HiramFalls

  49. #MastoPrompt

    It is mid-afternoon when the storm finally breaks, the snow slows, then stops, just occasional flecks. The clouds zip across the sky. The temperature is #plummeting, even as the sun pokes out. Earl collects his horse at the stable and starts the long ride up Mt. Riga Road, the snow in places almost up to his horse’s chest. The mare knows how to cope, stepping high, bringing up a cloud of snow with each stride. 'She’s a good mare,' Earl thinks. 'Feck it’s cold.'

    #HiramFalls

  50. #MastoPrompt

    It is mid-afternoon when the storm finally breaks, the snow slows, then stops, just occasional flecks. The clouds zip across the sky. The temperature is #plummeting, even as the sun pokes out. Earl collects his horse at the stable and starts the long ride up Mt. Riga Road, the snow in places almost up to his horse’s chest. The mare knows how to cope, stepping high, bringing up a cloud of snow with each stride. 'She’s a good mare,' Earl thinks. 'Feck it’s cold.'

    #HiramFalls