No One Slaughter Me Right Now Ok I'm So Flooded With Stress Hormones The Meat Would Taste Terrible

had the epiphany last night that the opposite of a bottle of holy water is a cursed molotov.

The futility of forcing oneself to appear as anything; the emptiness of seeming-to-be.

You need to practice. Living is a craft, so is love.

But you are on the verge of dangerously veiling everything. The problem is not the magic, it’s that you chose the dark kind. Veil this room in light, veil this room in wonder. Understand that life is rising and falling consistently. You desire creative ownership. But do the right thing. There are days in which I want to sleep through the day. I want to sleep through the day because I want to close, to close myself to the excruciating crushing of life. I want the drug of the dream, I want to float headless. I want to not be affected by blood, pain, bones, or gravity. A rainbowed mass of vision and no form. I want to be full of the beams of fantasy. Sometimes I am like that.

I want to be so full of life. I want it so much I don’t focus. I die among other things. White wine, joints, cigarettes, too many naps, reality television, the mixing of substance. I want to feed without having to feed on anything. I want to be full without having to move. My craving for that pure dark stillness. It is a blackness made only of a blinding brilliance. That stillness which is life in its most basic essence. It is like nothing on Earth. So far here I have only found glimpses.

The witch took her sharp green finger to the fabric of life.

She could not be sure of life.

— Her Green Pedicure, Cyber Diary

If anyone likes this post I will attempt to bake one of these pies and post the results.

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i have a lot of affection for ghosts because they basically want one of two things: attention, or for you to leave their house as soon as possible. both relatable and respectable goals. and they're already dead so what are you going to do about it.

also is anyone else as haunted by the carnivorous squirrels as I am? i feel like that was brushed aside way too fast. not only is the idea of that ultra fucked up but one of the most loveable characters ever had to endure their wrath. i get nauseous if i think about it too hard.

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I want to learn swordfighting, but like, at home. Does anyone have any resources?

watching an ocean documentary and still blown away by how smart dolphins are. like they have their own language, its heavily implied they can understand grammar and semantics. do you think dolphins can develop their own mythos and legends? do they speak of their wolf ancestor like we do Adam and Eve?

I think what I love most about mythology is that the “Trickster God/Spirit” is an archetypical character found in almost every body of folklore. It’s like “Oh, here’s our God of the Sun, our God of the Sea, our God of Fertility, and our God of Being A Wretched Little Gremlin Who Causes Problems On Purpose”

there's a theory that the seven days of creation are metaphorical - to connect the attributes of the ancient Egyptian gods to a singular God. another theory is that the days themselves are metaphorical, and that each element of creation corresponds to the order of cosmic development.

there's a theory that early humans inhabited around water sources, and that eating sea food, rich in omega fatty acids, contributed to our mental development. the apple is a metaphor. we gained self awareness - and through it, existential dread.

there's a theory that our souls interact with the physical world at the quantum level, which dominoe-effects into the electromagnetic spectrum, allowing us to interact with our surroundings. isn't it strange that an electron changes its behavior just from our observation of it?