Where the hell is that poem by that welsh poet about laika…………
wait wiat i think i have it in a screnshoot wait this is my moment ive been saving screenshots for years i have hundreds of them and they be useful, wether god likes it or not
ok this is not the one but hey look another laika poem:
[grabs your shirt] listen. listen to me. the practical is holy. the everyday is sacred. the simple act of surviving is divine. do you get it? sanctity begins at home, in the hands that build and the lives we live and the deaths we die and the worms that eat our bodies. if making something by hand is not worthy of veneration then nothing is.
“Coming to you live from the banks of the river Styx, we have received reports that Princess Diana has received special permission from heaven for an excursion and –yes there she is now– she appears to be waiting on the dock before the ferry, and holding what looks to be a baseball bat in her hands.”
[ID: a screenshot from twitter showing that ‘Her Majesty’ us trending in Politics with 55.6K tweets and ‘HERE WE GO’ is trending in Ireland with 74.2K tweets /end ID]
