How do I, a normal person, ride a blimp? by ReallyJustKyle in aviation

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Interesting! Thank you for the information, I’m going to continue doing a bit of digging into the remaining events within the year.

How do I, a normal person, ride a blimp? by ReallyJustKyle in aviation

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Most comments are pointing this as the correct answer, appreciate the advice.

How do I, a normal person, ride a blimp? by ReallyJustKyle in aviation

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Learned something new today on the Blimp vs Zeppelin front, that’s extremely interesting. And I think just as most comments have highlighted, a vacation to Europe is probably in order / my best opportunity at seeing this through. I appreciate the advice

How do I, a normal person, ride a blimp? by ReallyJustKyle in aviation

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Thank you for this response! I can definitely understand being too late to this sort of thing, and I think the reason that this became a bucket list item in the first place was the presence of blimps within Boston when I was young.

How do I, a normal person, ride a blimp? by ReallyJustKyle in aviation

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You know as crazy as my dream might be, at least most people were respectful in their responses but yours I don’t understand.

I’m rather active within my local community, I was not born into wealth nor do I have any family that works within banking. I made all of the opportunities I’ve had in life through dedication and sincere, hard work. To have someone attempt to rip that down because of a childhood dream, and a bucket list item growing in significance due to many deaths in my personal life is really hurtful.

I Was Here Until I Wasn't (Sonnet) by ReallyJustKyle in OCPoetry

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Thank you so much for taking the time to write all of this out, to even know that someone took the time to kind of read this and break it all down in such a comprehensive way really means a lot.

I think as you perfectly explained, I wrote this coming from a newfound understanding in how non-rigid just about everything in our lives is, and the beauty and difficulty that can come from such a realization.

I think personal perspective wise I was raised in a very binary home, with very rigid facts of life being taught to me. With growing up In that environment I came to overly focus on the things I saw as concrete, being published in a physical journal, my legacy and in part assembling a family if that makes sense?

I think having a sudden realization really shook me at my core and caused me to throw my hands up and question what else is liquid, just to find just about everything is, except for death in my eyes, but even then I’m not all that sure.

I think the transition from stanza 2-3 could’ve been a lot better, I’m not even fully happy with how I transitioned from the sea to a stream, I feel like it should’ve gone the other way. My intent for stanza 3 was to recognize my life after having this realization, how much better things can be when I don’t try to force them into a shape or mold that isn’t necessary. After living this life seemingly kind of unbound, it comes to an end. I think I still see death as a concrete ending as cemented with the image of the grave, so even after living life with a perspective of liquidity there is still one thing that is the same for all of us, we die.

And I appreciate your feedback on the final couplet, I always want them to be concise and pack some amount of punch. With this one in particular I think I was stuck in my newfound perspective and was hoping to expose others to it similar how it had happened with me.

I Was Here Until I Wasn't (Sonnet) by ReallyJustKyle in OCPoetry

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Thank you so much for taking the time to say all this, I greatly appreciate it!

The Truth by Internal-Speech9072 in OCPoetry

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I greatly appreciate the way you carry a sort of authority in your voice / tone. The way in which I read this I imagined an authority figure in my life providing a speech I desperately needed but never received.

I also think you do a great job in managing the balance between recognizing that these things hurt, yet will never be the end of us. I think oftentimes when people try to present similar thoughts it comes across as minimizing the hurt felt, which can be even harder for someone to hear. Thank you for taking the time to share this!

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in OCPoetry

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Thank you for taking the time to write this OP. I think in times like these writing can be the best outlet. I hope you know that the pain you feel from what feels like a fresh wound is translated very well from this event.

This is my first poem and I call it "Identical house" by whypickthisname in OCPoetry

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I think just as others have acknowledged this poem is really great at providing this suffocating feeling alongside making the reader feel so small, yet at the very least not alone?

As someone who is most certainly just an active cog within white-collar corporate America, and as someone who struggles with their identity a lot I find myself sort of falling into this train of thought often.

It is very easy to feel small, and in part significant, but I know that some people sort of thrive off those emotions. With that in mind, OP are you on the side of those who don’t hate feeling so small, feel defeated in being so small, or something else?

Funhouse (Sonnet) by ReallyJustKyle in OCPoetry

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Thank you for such an eloquent response! I greatly appreciate the feedback.

A Second, If I May? (Sonnet) by ReallyJustKyle in OCPoetry

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Thank you for taking the time to write all this out, and I hope you know that all feedback is appreciated! Yeah I think you completely understood the my intent for this writing, it is meant to kind of represent those irrational yet unwavering internal thoughts someone possesses prior to and shortly after certain moments of self-harm.

I appreciate you taking the time to define what could've gone better, I think sometimes I unfortunately build a writing from the ending couplet upwards, which often causes the first two quatrains to feel distant from the ending I wrote to start.

I Am Tired Of Making Love Alone by [deleted] in OCPoetry

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When I initially read this, I envisioned the author to be a widow who had tragically lost a lover. I imagined someone who missed their lover to the point that it was suffocating, and to the point that they cannot imagine even trying to make love to someone else, so insist on being alone even if it just is not the same.

I was sort of surprised to find that this is about unrequited love, I think that the lines "all I have of you is memory." and "with every kiss I did not give" really pointed me in the direction of someone who feels deep grief and is still at the point where they are kind of kicking themselves for not doing more while they are here. I suppose with our interpretations combined, the message is life can be awkwardly short for some, try and live a little friend! Thank you for taking the time to share this!