Learning poetic expressions was a mistake—
I'm not that well read but my brain spins out all these poetic nothings. It's entertaining, and it's fun to pretend the mean anything, but the poets lie too much.
I need water to wash down this potent wine.
Bwomp
Here I thought I was doing a good job with hiding my autism.
I played myself like a damn fiddle. Ive been following every stereotype in the book.
3/3
2/3
Doodle icons I did for my Telegram. Style experiments in pure line. 1/3
If it's anything like people being born with the ability to see pictures in their head versus not being able to, id wager he's telling the truth.
Though id buy it's a matter of degree instead of a "yes/no" binary.
Sneering sinister blue bunny wizard with gorgeously rendered shading on the hair and cape
Commission of Hyden drawn by @snarshall.bsky.social!
I love them so
I do I do I dooo
He's all ears.
Phales and Sun
You're absolutely aspirational. I really do need to get on your level.
Me, anthro aye-aye mycelium monster thing whatever, talking to Fungus fursuit head about my troubles. me: “It doesn’t feel like you when I wear you…” Fungus: “I don’t feel like me either. I think we just need more practice.”
The whole thing is held together not by doctrine but by honest experience, artistic joy, and the willingness to yell back at your own gods when they overstep.
The costumes we dress our drives in matter — not because they're literally true, but because they work.
At the center of everything isn't power or knowledge. It's a child who loved the world.
And at the edge of everything is something we can't see directly. We don't need to name it beyond that.
They're made of psychology, biology, and culture. But that doesn't make them less powerful. Waves are just water. They can still drown you or carry you home.
We didn't receive mythology passively. We built it, and it built us back.
To make a very long story short. All the Graphs and little things I've been doing, I can only talk from my lived experiences, as we all can. Perhaps there will be some resonance. A thread where I put it in as simple a language as possible:
The gods are real. Not in the sky, but in us.
dezza nuts
got em
commission for robb, of their sona Notus!! 🐻❄️🌨️☃️
I thought you did!
The Fatigue by Mihail Zablodski
...with Caveats.
You don't have emotions, emotions have you. And you can always say "No thank you." If it's not an emotion you willed, it's not welcome.
Anthony learned a new trick!
Photo of a sculpture made with hand colored monotype on newsprint, copper wire, component leads, solder, ferric chloride, and urine on a 4x6 inch copper clad panel. Two copper wire frames stand at each end, left side short and right side tall. Hanging between the two frames is a drooping sheet of newsprint. The newsprint has a monotype printed on it of a curled up sleeping creature with large slender hands encroaching from both sides.
another view
Sound Sleeper
fresh photos now that I’ve let this age a bit
I'll say this, even if it's apparent. This whole Theological mediation lies somewhere between an Artistic, Psychological, Philosophical and Religious Project. I have an intuition, a feeling that Spirituality, lies in the middle of these four things.
