Welcome to my Twitter page! I primarily post on 🦋BlueSky and my ✍️blog! The handle/address for both is (@) FluxOfMind.ca
ALT My photo that I use throughout most of my projects with my site logo in front. The photo is of green water flowing gently over rocks. Some evergreen branches and mossy rocks are visible on the edges. My logo, in orange and yellow, is transparent and large. It reads: Flux of Mind with Fiery Sun Song, and has my signature miscievous bunny sitting on the O of the word "of."
Rain batters the panes like truth at my door,
lightning exposes what I was before.
A room full of echoes I cannot defend,
old prayers fracture..
refuse to mend.
They call it chrysalism..
this riot inside,
where thunder and guilt learn how to hide.
#BornBattleReady
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ALT Unshielded Chrysalism
I yearn to become her,
She stands calm on wet rocks
Suppressing a shiver
From the spume in her locks
Spellbound and freebound
Her eyes on the skies
Deep sound all around
Waves nigh to her thighs
A safe life's too sterile,
She lives in this atoll
On rocks, rife with peril
That bolster her kind soul
Chrysalism found in
Vulnerable intention
By Fiery Sun Song
FluxOfMind.ca
The background of this text graphic is a vague impression of painted waves over rocks. I designed it in Canva with their software and stock images. I never use AI tools.
ALT This is a text graphic I designed in Canva using their tools and stock images. No AI - I never use AI tools.
The background is a very blurry impression of snow and branches, with faint impressions of a branch, a dead leaf, and a green leaf behind the text.
The text is mostly green in a casual font, with the words Spindly, branch, and crumbling in brown, and the word green in a brighter green.
The text is a poem I wrote. The spacing is a bit wild to indicate pauses. In case you are using an e-reader, I will use periods in the below transcript to indicate those same pauses.
Transcript:
Moxie:
Spindly branch. Stitched in ice.
Nursing. last leaves.
Shy. Crumbling. Leaf.
Asked for nothing. And got it.
Assertive. Green. Leaf.
Asked for everything. And got it.
I know. Which leaf. I am.
By Fiery Sun Song Fluxofmind.ca
#vss365#prompt for 14 January, 2026, is #wonky
So let's be having wonky poems/prose.
You can have a wonky nose and a crooked mouth and a double chin and stick-out teeth, but if you have good thoughts it will shine out of your face like sunbeams
Roald Dahl, The Twits
The best way I could think to honour this woman I have never met was to try to share her joy, which her wife describes as sparkle. I'm no professional artist, but I hope this helps spread her sparkle!
#ArtAsWitness#JusticeForReneeGood#ReneeNicoleGood
ALT A photo of a black fineliner and teal pencil crayon sketch of Renee Nicole Good, smiling with a wide open mouth at the beach. No edits other than cropping.
Renee Nicole Good was murdered by the US government's secret police force ("ice").
I drew this with my limited skills to connect with her joy, and hopefully this will help others to connect with her joy. As weird as it sounds, I don't believe outrage alone will not be enough to make the change we want, because it its direction is pain. If we want a more loving society, we must have joy at the core of our mission. Renée's joy was taken, let's create more joy in her memory, and let that be the fuel for our outrage to aim it at a loving future, not the other way around. 😊
Haiku Horror Writing Prompt no. 1632: sticky
Craft a horrifying haiku inspired by the prompt and share your work with #haikuhorrorprompt.
Big thanks to Fiery Sun Song @fierysunsong for sparking today's terror!
Kooky's okay as novelty -
Until deemed liability.
Cast out for acting contrary -
Not complicit, ordinary.
but walking stooped
and sitting straight
keeps us stiff as
our life's mandate.
kookiness for
just kooky's sake
keeps us loose and
free, wide awake!
#Vss365#Ourpoetryx
#OurPoetryX@OurPoetryX
Prompt for 10 January
-Novelty-
Something new or unusual. This could be the latest fad, or an evolutionary product or idea. Everything was new once. A novelty presents an opportunity to learn. Make the best of it!
From the vault: Lofty dreams
The Flagpole:
Tall, straight, and brooding
In his proud, sturdy costume
So no one might see
How he lives for embraces
From his bright, billowing twink
#Flagpole#Tanka#Poem#Pride#Masking#Haiku4U
We welcome the new year with prompts inspiring you to make your resolutions come true by writing them into existence. Happy writing kings, queens, and nobles.👸🤴🏽✨
👑Tag @fairytalepoets and #fairytalepoets
👑Only clean content please. All writing types and combos are welcome!
"I am #Delight "
I live on the edge,
on the curve of your cheek
and a light in your eye
I awaken when
love is shared with soft words
and urgent touches
But I disappear
in the face of your ire
and absent consent
#Vss365
#vss365
I woke with verbs in my mouth
unspoken, jagged.
They tasted of doing.
My #dream refused to explain.
It never does.
It borrows breath
to bend my will.
I surface
already past tense,
body half-spoken,
breath deferred.
I rinse my mouth,
but the glottal
tightens
&
I'm gone.
An ant's dream
is their team
The pup dwells
on doorbells
People dream
Of esteem
And these tells
Are like spells
For each dream
Feeds a scheme
But the spell
won't compel
If you
stop
listen
to others' dreams
too
#vss365#dream
Horror Writing Prompt no. 2050: cemetery light
Craft a terrifying tale inspired by the prompt and share your work with #horrorprompt.
Big thanks to Tea party @loadsoftea for sparking today's terror!
The second to last…
#vss365#prompt for
December 30, 2025
is #Travel
In the last second
Immortalised by past
So much travel in time
So much time
One second at a time
Only memories last longer
The #sole
of my soul
treads light
across the void
always inquisitive
rarely paranoid
Estimating expression
from a heart
pumping lines
Nothing more
than a lucid moment
in this raptured paradigm
#vss365#sole
My gait unsure
And wobbly, cuz
My shoes
Have holey #soles
Likewise my life’s
A sinking boat—
Holed hull,
My holy soul
Storm’s waves
Come fast and furious
My life
Takes final roll
I’m spicy
Sushi roll for sharks
No hope
And no parole…
#vss365