/philosophy/ -"It's what I do."

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"It's what I do." "I'm a songbird." 10/25/25 (Sat) 14:42:24 abf356 No.8054

Once there was a songbird. Someone approached her mid-song and told her, "Your singing is horrible, you are ugly and little, offering nothing to the world. No one likes you, so stop now or else!"

The bird looked down upon the other and said, "I don't care how you feel. I'm a songbird. I sing. It's what I do." And continued singing.

Another approached her mid-song and told her, "Your singing is beautiful, you are gorgeous and larger-than-life, a gift to us all. Everyone loves you, please keep going, for all our sakes!"

The bird looked down upon this next interruption and said, "I don't care how you feel. I'm a songbird. I sing. It's what I do." And continued singing.

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12/18/25 (Thu) 04:39:17 c49aaa No.8055

The song was a lie of course, and the one who said it was beautiful, he thought it was true.

The one who said it was rotten, he thought it was impossible.

The song was not true or impossible.

It was a song of what was and would never be again.

A song of the sorry past, as though it were still, living now. It is not.

And never will be, again.

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zofia 12/18/25 (Thu) 04:41:26 c49aaa No.8056

I sing of what was.

I sing of what can not be, because it was once and only was then.

It is a sort of art of the moment, a promise kept in the now. And meant then.

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zofia 12/18/25 (Thu) 04:45:33 c49aaa No.8057

I will sing to you everyday if it will take away the pain

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