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It's the final day and I must say!
This all went pretty well it went kinda my way...
The month really flew by and I've had no time for no games...
That I should've been testing! Nor had time for no resting!

Suppose I been stressing but it's less hectic than a blessing.
It's more like I'm on fire, still inspiration left in.
And I'm happy that I'm burning, even in this here recession.
I'm happy I'm still learning, mastering and progressing.

I'm happy I'm still earning, too! Day job's no joke though.
You don't have time for much but that stuff when you are woke
didn't think I would ever become such an Average Joe but there you go
Go to sleep one day next you wake it's kinda cold!

You're kinda old! You kinda need to stretch.
You kind of have a dandruff problem up on your head.
You want to get ahead but opt for comfortable instead.
Cone-formed tables got me going in circles! Need my meds.

I want to spit some sick shit. Rip some hieroglyphics.
Come out with the wisdom, with more bars than a prison.
Cuneiform or Akkadian, something from old religions!
Warming up like a piston! Unicode range a million!

You in a code, minions! You wouldn't know Hades!
If the flames burnt your feet off, you're in the Matrix!
My man, you might not see this red pill as a savior,
But choke on it a bit, don't spit, you'll thank me later.

Unless you're one of those who can't stomach.
The truth. Then you: no monarch.

Nomind November till it's go find
Your ember! The idea. You can't. Kill.

Rome wasn't built in a day, but brick by brick you lay.
Look at! What you have. Built.

All it took was time! you prevailed!
You're strong! You don't grow frail. If you don't. Take no. Slaves.

Only you can master. Yourself. It won't go faster.
Only you. Can you. Obey.

Can you, end this? Can of worms. Can of friendship.
The candle. That lights! My day.

It's No Mind November! There's no shine here ever! But I think.
I see! Shade.

And that means, Light is. Played.

Ignite us. Knight us! Name.

Yourself! Be brave.

Go find. Your way.

My time. Today.

Now fades...

...

But Nomind Novemeber don't mind! No time can kill a coalmine.
Real words, if heard, makes the real world, absurd.

That wasn't what I was going for, more like... behold the ore.
You can grow gold off the lowest holds. Go get your own.

I mean... dig till your fingers bleed but if of rings you're freed.
Then you won't peel your skin when you begin/proceed!

I mean if you can just stay in this league, you can reach the highest lows!
You can get a foothold in the spine of ghosts, you can climb till night is laden.

Bare before you. Blood moon playing on the prairie, feeling weary,
Werewolves howling like Bloody Mary but I'll spare thee...

I'll let thee go. Some wisdom takes a toll to know. Takes a step and woe.
Takes regret and old age; no adepts can go to these lands of cowardice.

Without the power of an hour's life.

Nomind...

Time to light stuff up and chase the graycloud way outta here...

Gotta plug some stuff before I forget. First off this guy is currently doing commissions for free over at NG, and they're really not bad! Leave a comment here if you want a doodle for free now (and who doesn't?).

I promised I'd plug Lost In Hell again, a pretty gnarly 2D horror game (also free) that I've posted about earlier. Go check it out! It's the perfect season - not to mention the perfect seasonal pandemic - for something like this...

Last but not least I recently beta-tested and contributed a few witty one-liners to this grand Hotline Miami/Pacman homage, courtesy of neon game developer extraordinaire MoeAnguish. Go support him too if you can.

Want to join the Flash revolution? Get this logo and add it to your work. And Ruffle for your site. The Internet Archive recently started using it for the Wayback Machine, which is pretty huge, and hopefully it'll be running on CDB soon. Maybe I can expand upon my now somewhat outdated personal Flash archives while I'm at it...

I'll add vent later. No time. Hope you had a good Advent. Go shine.

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Twenty nine and I guess it's time!
To write a rhyme can't misstep this time.
I'm counting down, not many left now I'm,
On the final step now, I've gotta set my mind!

Should I keep going with embers even in December?
The coal still smoldering. Boulder still a rolling.
I feel pretty controlled and grim. But kinda shouldering.
A bit too many tasks so might be wise with a colder stove-ening.

Yeah... when this is done I'm in the clear.
I do deserve a rest. Out line the rest of the year.
No time to catch a breath though, I'll catch up with what is next yo,
Gotta still control my steps @Fro, don't rush but take it dead cold.

Smoldering notepad could use a bit of pre-cooling.
Unhealthy in here till year ends with this fuming.
And at risk of burning lyrics if I keep up and don't chill it.
I got the gift of game but a shame to just kill it. Gotta give some LIFE!

What up now nature? Just one final day and I will see you later; savor later.

Life's... alright.

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