Xenos

god of creation, scholars, balance, humanities, dreams, energy, and lost youth

[seraphonfire]

As terrible as an angel, be afraid.

[talonabraxas]

The Infinite Soul 𝐁𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 ☥

[ameliebrouil]

[vasira96]

spark

[dogwoodbite]

[id: a digital painting, in mostly teals and orange, showing two hands reaching upwards towards a bright ball of light /end id]

[queenmoriarty]

And I will promise to find you

In every lifetime

[lionfloss]

The Helix Nebula via NASA

[fray]

immaterial girls immaterial boys

[spiritualgateway]

“Feeling and experiencing infinity within this finite body, living timelessness within the time span of life - this is what you are here for.”

—

Sri Sri Ravi Shankar

[kafkasdiariies]

Nymphenburg Palace, Munich, Germany | antoinebn

[cottagefaeries]

[die-rosastrasse]

Sky & Clouds painted by Théodore Gudin ☁️

[noonlight-stims]

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[lixosielseratecherufox]

If you sweep up this mess I created, nothings left to show I existed

[cheraph]

[godx]

Truth has been unveiled on this day

Time may void essence through stasis

[gossamer-feathers]

Divinity is a splitting headache, fire eating its way down my throat, the blunt scrap of nails up and down my arms again and again to let it out let it out let it out. It shouldn’t fit. How does it fit into a body so fragile?

Divinity is creaking bones, the sharpness of each vertebrae shifting wrong wrong wrong. It is teeth shredding through lips, and ankles cracking with each rolling step. It is ribs straining against lungs carrying the breath of a still-living star.

Divinity is burning eyes. Burning as it tries to slip through the thinness of them. Burning as images imprint themselves on my eyelids, the lightning of holiness. Stardust is staining my eyes. They are dripping ichor.

Divinity is eating me alive, and leaving glimmering crystal sconces in it’s wake. I open my arms and welcome the devouring. It will shape me, remake me. I am eager for the Awakening.

Divinity takes no prisoners.

I am not a prisoner.

[noonlight-stims]

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