
ellievsbear

oozey mess
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
No title available
TVSTRANGERTHINGS

★
YOU ARE THE REASON

titsay
d e v o n

Andulka
will byers stan first human second

No title available
cherry valley forever
KIROKAZE
Mike Driver
trying on a metaphor

Kaledo Art

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Game of Thrones Daily
Misplaced Lens Cap

seen from Egypt

seen from China
seen from Vietnam
seen from Malaysia
seen from Japan
seen from United Kingdom
seen from T1
seen from Switzerland

seen from United States

seen from Canada
seen from Oman
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
@corvuscorax77
This was my everything around the turn of the millennium.
I gave my writing group some of the rawest writing I’ve produced in a very long time. It was three scenes, loosely stitched together, detailing the original trauma of my childhood.
That event, and the aftermath (including how I found sanctuary in the woods) has been deeply life-defining, in ways I’m only now able to make sense of, 45 years later.
Every story I’ve written has been an attempt to understand who I am, and why I act and behave the way I do.
—
I will always feel safer in the wilderness, alone, than I ever will among people.
I will always need an escape hatch.
I will always need to reconvene with Her, out there, and embrace my queer identity - more slug trails and rocky outcroppings, than blood or sex.
Gotta catch em all
Wednesday is me-day during the week.
Building a strong upper chassis, flagging Adventure Dad looking for a Son.
I’ve been a bandana the whole time.
happy LGBTAIQ+ pride month
I didn’t know I needed creek bed rock hunting.
This makes me feel delightfully obnoxious
Good morning 💙🩵
Taking the pup out on a little adventure to the local rose garden here in Portland was exactly what we both needed.
I keep finding myself looking for answers to my questions in books, in lessons from others, in ancient teachings and philosophies. What I miss, when my nose is buried in those pages, is the sense of present-tense wonder that can be found literally outside my door.
And there’s nothing like a dog to show a man how to be fully present, and feel the flow of love, warmth, and joy course through his entire body.
A year apart.
2025: preparing to leave the desert. 6 months sober. Feeling a mix of homesick and bold.
2026: back in Portland. A year and a half sober. Still (slowly) settling and rediscovering my sense of community and belonging.
FEELING IT
Sleep THIS good. 💜