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this is what’s known as mage insurance
wow i forgot to post anything for a while there. anyways yall ever thought abt what rly constitutes art? does art really even mean anything without an audience? what kinda audience is even necessary…? if only for the audience of yourself, do you find it worth pursuing?
i made a mage staff on a whim. seems pretty useful…
the tragedy of ze skittle
i had been wondering for what seemed like hours and yet i couldn't stop thinking and thinking. pondering if what i had done was right. had there been any justice to my actions? had i dont something terribly wrong? if i hadn't chosen to do that, then what would have happened? should i have eaten that skittle my friend offered me or was it all a lie? they had offered it to me with goodwill but yet i had only responded with greed and the gluttonous behaviors of a starving animal. there had been no hesitation nor a single thought at the meaning of the invitation to eat their skittle. i had simply consumed it forever lost with no redemption. has it been the right choice? i had destroyed years of trust and friendship for what? a skittle! in the end it all comes back to the origins. worth it!
i look deep into her eyes… my eyes. a reflection of myself painted into the silver sheen of a small coin amongst a mountain. what use is such a struggle to my decaying body. i’m no more alive than i am dead and to that end, even the dead don’t welcome my soul. i don’t regret. regret is left to those who have lost but i have [Erased]. banished to the last temple of memory that is my mind and even that is crumbling. i turn the silver piece. it’s partially buried and amidst the grime lies an inscription. it’s faded and unrecoverable but I’ve known it since the beginning of the end. the last words of the king huh… to struggle till the very end and yet you too were [Forgotten]. around me lies piles of silver coins seeping from the cracks in the ground. engravings of silver runes lie scattered across the sky shattered and broken. i can feel instinctively that this is temporary. soon even i will [Forget] and this scenery too shall vanish. 20 minutes i decide. even that is tremendously difficult but our kingdom struggled hard enough for all those years. this is no different even if i am the last one.
‘We tried so hard but in the end things must end’ i lose the sensation and feeling in my fingertips
‘Well it wasn’t all too bad. I had some fun times’ i lose feeling in my legs.
‘How tragic indeed’ i lose my chest.
‘…’ i lose [It].
‘.’ …
so like space huh. it’s like a sea in the sky and it’s very scary. valid. let’s explore it more
how it be feelin when you up at 4am and make eye contact with someone
ultrakill is fun
if beauty is in the eye of the beholder than do i gotta slay a beholder just to get some cosmetics?
Hear me out but context is actually kinda lit yo. like i be here seein shi come up outta context and i just gotta accept that?? nah give me that context! i’m down for 5 hours of convo, you wanna bet? i ain’t leaving satisfied till im at least 3 hours of wikipedia rabbit holing levels of context yk?
tried making smth by erasing instead of the other thing or thing yk?
blegh
art is hard… just playing around with some monochrome concepts and whatnot