Khol

Overcoming embarassment. Occultist. Digital Artist. Praise the Sun.

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If only I could be so Grossly Incandescent.

Digital Collage - Khol, 2025.

I am proud to present, Solaire of Astora.

This digital collage took me ~a week and is constructed of 2010s wallpaper textures (a favorite of mine) and hard work. No AI, Machine Learning, or non-human thought was used in the making of this art piece.

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flower sigil

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Abstract Portrait of a Bug Person. 2025. Khol Wobblewelk

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star sigil

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Symbols I made in Designer

I've been practicing a new program I got and I just wanted to share some of the power symbols I have made so far!

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Trans identity is an interesting metaphysical concept, as in the 7/8 other realms/planes the etheric bodies remain correctly aligned (as they were before birth) however the physical body does not, requiring a substantial amount of modification (or not depending on the case) in order for harmony to be refound.

I grieve and pray for any who must live through this sort of ordeal. Having the etheric bodies reject the physical is a painful and mentally taxing experience, and having to deal with that from birth must be truly exhausting and inconceivably difficult for one to live through.

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New symbols have been sent to me. These relate to the 8 planes and their intersections.

They are:

Uoomcoubala

Whose name means “seeded drum of the sacrificed house entranced by primate beauty”.

La’lakshiema

Whose word is “Silence” and name is “Quiet. May It Rest and Help Us Do the Same”.

Omphffallou

Also referred to as “Duodecilium Modelikai Whose Hands Each Have Their Stone”.

There is at least one more constructing itself as for a foundation, four is needed.

Until next time,

Khol

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Almost all the problems in Bleach could be solved easily solved if they just didn’t listen to one old man whose stuck in the ways of the past

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I'm on a quest to find the wettest, most damp music out there for my listening pleasure. Not just sounds of water or rivers or the ocean, it needs to feel deeply wet down to its core. It needs to inspire my soul to feel damp, I need to feel liquid sloshing in my ears. It also needs to be archetypally the same as water, emotional yet restrained, strong and dramatic yet able to flow. While I'm writing this I'm not even sure if I truly know what it means to be wet or damp, but my soul knows and when I find the perfect album, it and I will enter a lifelong courtship eventually leading to our merging into one, as it endlessly plays in my mind eroding away what it deems unnecessary in its natural path.

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The more we grow the more shells form around us until we are a fully grown person with the child self stuck in the center. Sort of like that Junji Ito comic:

The more we grow, the thicker we get, however our old selves arn't removed, but hidden, hidden deeper than they were before to eventually torment us with escape.

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I LOVE THE GENTLE PEOPLE

Both their albums, Simply Faboo & Soundtracks for Living are the best music ever.

I'm always feeling faboo and your not gonna see me stop gentleposting anytime soon.

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Things are worse, but getting better.

My neighbor is still quite unwell, but now so am I (in the fun way at least). I am sure she has a periscope which she bends out of her window and into mine, to see what I'm doing while her ear shaped cameras placed around my room. Of course these aren't physically there, but in the other 7 facets of reality they are present and recording. Hopefully soon enough she will be removed and I can live in peace again

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I am fed up.

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Crazy things are occuring around me. The hallway community is in shambles. We will see the outcome

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Terrible Neighbor

I told my college dorm neighbor last night to be a bit quieter because I was about to go to sleep and it was ~11:45pm (quiet hours start at 11:00pm) and not even a full minute later she's back to shouting. I then call her out on it and luckily at least her shouting stops, however for the rest of the night and into the morning she kept banging on her desk and throwing things around in her room (and fake crying? it least it sounded fake). It seemed like it was a flawed attempt to make me feel bad/intimidated (she's quite violent) but I'm not that easily manipulated.

Listening to a self-entitled brat wine and cry and scream all while having an embarrassingly pathetic temper tantrum through the wall was not something I ever thought I would have to endure. We're only a few weeks in and I'm SURE she's not just getting on my nerves. Seems to be common consensus to dislike her at this point.

She also made a really weird comment about the homeless and disabled people last night insinuating you cant tell them apart, and I'm not even sure how you can have that opinion when it makes no sense (really strange considering we live in an alliance housing where most people are disabled or chronically ill in some way; me included {it really pissed me off}). My other neighbor told me of her racist comments last week so her house of cards is falling.

Sadly I don't think this is the last altercation I'm going to have with her. For someone with a flowery name, she seems to be wilting quickly, and has many of thorns.

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-What if there was only two of us

-And what if we shared the bottom bunk to cuddle

-But we use the top bunks when we argued and wanted separation

-And what if we were both still boys

-But what if we were boyfriends