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"The world WILL be made beautiful."
I make a lot of art because nobody else makes the stuff I want to see.
I make a lot of art because nobody else makes the stuff I want to see.
Until it finally did. Something just finally clicked, and it floated away.
It's silly to say , but I can actually imagine other thing without much effort on my end anymore. Without this ever-present gravitational pull.
It's silly to say , but I can actually imagine other thing without much effort on my end anymore. Without this ever-present gravitational pull.
December 20, 2025 at 4:27 AM
Until it finally did. Something just finally clicked, and it floated away.
It's silly to say , but I can actually imagine other thing without much effort on my end anymore. Without this ever-present gravitational pull.
It's silly to say , but I can actually imagine other thing without much effort on my end anymore. Without this ever-present gravitational pull.
It grew complex, and it overtook everything. Visions were just part of the day to day. I could distinguish them from reality, but the spill over was always there if I let my mind soften.
I'd hear voices speaking through the phone at night, despite my phone being at the other end of the room.
I'd hear voices speaking through the phone at night, despite my phone being at the other end of the room.
December 20, 2025 at 4:27 AM
It grew complex, and it overtook everything. Visions were just part of the day to day. I could distinguish them from reality, but the spill over was always there if I let my mind soften.
I'd hear voices speaking through the phone at night, despite my phone being at the other end of the room.
I'd hear voices speaking through the phone at night, despite my phone being at the other end of the room.
It just refused to shut up.
It demanded to be made into a system, into a mythology. It needed to be made.
It demanded to be made into a system, into a mythology. It needed to be made.
December 20, 2025 at 4:27 AM
It just refused to shut up.
It demanded to be made into a system, into a mythology. It needed to be made.
It demanded to be made into a system, into a mythology. It needed to be made.
It kept going, coming on and off but always there. At nights I'd imagine myself floating up to the purple ether, among golden discs with the zodiac embedded within them. The planets with silver halos following a circular path.
December 20, 2025 at 4:27 AM
It kept going, coming on and off but always there. At nights I'd imagine myself floating up to the purple ether, among golden discs with the zodiac embedded within them. The planets with silver halos following a circular path.
Coming down after that high was sobering to say the least. I don't want to be slick anymore or anything. I just want to make good work. No matter how much work that takes.
I'll just try to do my part, and let the heavenly father do the rest.
I'll just try to do my part, and let the heavenly father do the rest.
December 19, 2025 at 5:50 PM
Coming down after that high was sobering to say the least. I don't want to be slick anymore or anything. I just want to make good work. No matter how much work that takes.
I'll just try to do my part, and let the heavenly father do the rest.
I'll just try to do my part, and let the heavenly father do the rest.
I feel loved ❤️
December 18, 2025 at 5:37 AM
I feel loved ❤️
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I should just become a fantasy illustrator. Like a William Blake or something or other. That could be fun.
December 18, 2025 at 5:21 AM
I should just become a fantasy illustrator. Like a William Blake or something or other. That could be fun.
Oh that is so lovely
December 16, 2025 at 6:02 PM
Oh that is so lovely