Comments by Sorrowful Jester

  • "Now I, finally, know what that "write something inspired by this" button is for :) I don't know if I've ever commented on your work. If I haven' done sot, it's, probably, because your work makes me feel too tiny to comment. Surely I've read some of your work. I just couldn't bring myself to comment. Thank you for this marvelous poem, milady! *bows and exits the stage with the rest of the puppets controlled by Deam Soul Apathy* :)"
    Posted by Sorrowful Jester on "...Poetic...Shards " by SolApathy
  • "Did you by any chance get inspired by Johnny Mnemonic? Maybe you should watch that movie. You poem has many things in common, in my humble opinion. I want to give it a 10, but I better wait until I assimilate it, digest it."
    Posted by Sorrowful Jester on "...Tendrils of the Storm" by SolApathy
  • "I love, but saying just that is not befitting to this. I should write a critique, alas, I have not much time. I will return, read it a couple dozen times and write something better than "I love it"."
    Posted by Sorrowful Jester on "...Tendrils of the Storm" by SolApathy
  • "One of my worst works, but really reminds me of what you wrote (of course you write a lot better). But I feel like sharing it with you, after reading this and some of your comments. I've never done this before. No need to read it. Honestly.... No worries... https://darkpoetry.org/node/work/181643"
    Posted by Sorrowful Jester on "...Gnarled" by SolApathy
  • "S.W.I.M says writing helps. Try philosophy as well. Especially western philosophy (Aristotle's child). It help you focus trying to understand what you're reading that leaves no time to make negative thoughts, or think of substances."
    Posted by Sorrowful Jester on "...Gnarled" by SolApathy
  • "Good luck man. Drugs, even meds when abused are bad. Try to stay away from everything and use meds just as a way to get a kick on the butt and start doing things, but don't make using them a habit. They are not the means to go where you want to go, but mere tools, that can help you a bit. If you see it the the upside down, then as S.W.I.M. told me, medication withdrawal can be 100times harder than drug withdrawal, and he's not the only person who says so. I wish EVERYONE (especially those who are in pain, have a substance abuse problem, et cetera) a happy new year. May all of your wishes come true (be it health, true love, true happiness, et cetera). Just keep in mind that money / fortune is not the means of acquiring those, but could be used as; tool to acquire them. We seek fortune only in favor something else, because fortune will not bring us any goods by itself, but only when using it --whether is it for the support of the body, or of any other similar reason. Now, the highest good is sought for it's sake and not for the sake of something else. So this essentially means that fortune is not the highest good of humans. You who fight with substance abuse (replace "fortune" with "medication", et cetera). You can do it. S.W.I.M. is a weak, fragile person who was using at least a dozen different meds/drugs, and did it. So if he can, you can too!"
    Posted by Sorrowful Jester on "...Gnarled" by SolApathy
  • "I rated it with a 9 in case I read something better, but this is so far the best thing I've read in D.P. No real critique, just wanted to tell that I love it, and that I know those feeling all too well, which makes it even better. I've even written something (pretty bad) and the first couple of verses and maybe some more here and there from your poem remind me of that. It's pretty bad, I'm not being modest, I know it, and I intend on fixing it, but I'd love you to read it. I'd be honored. S.W.I.M. used to find ways to get high (higher that using opioids / amphetamines) even with medication that you can get without prescription --nothing was enough anymore, he had become too tolerant. Although it was so unhealthy, that even though he didn't get amputated or things that happened to others. There were days like that one when he was trying so hard to find the femoral vein, that he --being unable to find it-- used the artery. He told me he never felt something like that (it was like dying), he just shouted with all of his strength "I'm dying", and then his parents found him with his pants down and a huge (21gauge / 10mL) syringe stuck near his ... "
    Posted by Sorrowful Jester on "...Gnarled" by SolApathy
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