Let‘s Talk About The End Of The World

Lost somewhere in outer Space || art || poetry || Aesthetic || AAAAAAAANGST || angels || space ||

[ultrainfinitepit]

I had to build some cat furniture and it made me think of a heavenly cat tree.

[zillage]

[chrysopterus]

I remember myself. Or part of it. Finally. I woke up crying and aching for home.

[not-so-divine]

[angel-not-a-bird]

It’s ok to cry

[son-of-morning-blog1]

I like to sleep a little less than I need. I don’t want the dreams. I don’t like looking into holy, dead eyes.

[chrysopterus]

in the last 5 minutes angels said: kiss the stars goodnight

[writing-prompt-s]

After Lucifer was kicked out of Heaven, he decided to make his own paradise. Both compete to have the best afterlife, sadly you lived a sin-free life and got sent to Heaven. God is throwing a very boring, sin-free party. You spend your time trying to get kicked out so you can go to Hell.

[writing-prompt-s]

[unholydesires-blog1]

date an angel who’s lips always taste of honey and vanilla. who’s skin is pale and eyes are tired.

date an angel who’s words sound foreign. who speaks a language long dead in their sleep.

date an angel who will watch the moon with you. who will gaze at you with the same awe every night as you bathe in the moonlight.

date an angel with scars they can not remember, who’s suffered even now and who’s words of the Bible burn their mouth as they speak.

date an angel who runs with the demons at night, who always smells of smoke and sin but cradles you in a gentleness unlike any other.

date an angel who’s voice drowns out any other, who speaks for the broken and left behind, who refuses to let their words be silenced.

date an angel who burns with a desire of freedom, who gazed at churches with a longing and familiarity. an angel who burns brighter than any other, who speaks the words of the divine with a passion and who never lost faith.

date an angel who crumbled and fell. who felt abandoned and lost their faith long ago and now finds it in you and worships every step you take for you at their hope and home.

[opalangelic]

Divine culture is lying face down on your floor at 3 am and feeling your wings move to stave off dissociation

[chrysopterus]

(say, angel, do you care?)

[chrysopterus]

I think we forget the fragility of humanity too often. Humans are soft, starry eyed creatures with breakable minds and glassy bones; don’t crush them in your enthusiasm.

— the beginners guide to roaming earth // The Curses of Humanity

[faustinepau]

Artiste Kris Kuksi

[chrysopterus]

“Can we please go back to the days when we used to sit beneath star-less skies and paint universes onto each other’s skin?”

— I still wish I didn’t remember // The Curses of Humanity

[justketerthings]

with a voice like a chorus of blaring trumpets you hear, “ F̯̲̣̼̱ ͏͔͚͔͇̖͈̭E̼̞ͅ ͇A̴ ̫̣̘͚̯R̶̖̝͇̭̝ ̫͉̦͙ ͉̲͔͙ ̡͉̜͙͓ ̫͔͙̭ ͏̤̣N̠ ͖̼̥O̳ ̢̻͖̜̲̫̹̣T̯͖̱̯̼ ”

[linseedling]

some more weird angels, what else is new

[c0llar-bones]