A new blog: @leviathanist, for returning to serious writings and so on where this one can remain aesthetics and casual thoughts.
The meat and bones of this post:
I think all selves have come to loathe Tumblr and social media in general. While we've destroyed most of our online presence, we still personally have use for a presence here. Tumblr's energy is stagnating waters, confusion, and dying ideas - and dead people, the amount of people who've existed here and died between now and its conception isn't negligible. At least part of its energy does, and we rest in that place, the rot of unused bodies in waterways is a good location to stew for a while.
Mostly, though, we have a waning use for social media, but a waning use is still a use. There's a decent number of family members, blood and not, stuck among societies that don't allow for that kind of anti-current movement. There are many people who are here (physically) who only have access to the opinions and writings of those who are what I class as beginners at the crafts of channelling, deity work, and incarnation, because anything beyond that is considered impossible and therefore delusional. I am one of the lucky few who can be as open as I want about who I am and what I do with little meaningful pushback - or dismantling of my structures. Yay. So I may as well be.
So I'll sit here in the dregs throwing things outwards, eat if you want, don't if you don't. But you've likely noticed I'm saying "we" and "I"; I've known who I was since before I started this blog, but Dei, the self who ran it, was able to get away with speaking about Leviathan as a foreign body in ways I no longer can. Our consciousnesses dip in and out of total resonance, there's no way to talk about him without talking about myself and vice versa.
This blog will remain for aesthetics and casual posts, and for Dei if he returns and wants to, but he is currently living in the Astral with our Moon, both ebbing and flowing from existing to being parts of Leviathan's trident prongs, both busy with weaving our collective current domain project with the Lady of Blood-Waters and the Storm King. Leviathan and I, and the beast we are when whole, take majority charge of this body, and that leaves us in an awkward mess of a situation where in order to continue my jobs here, I have to speak truthfully, and prying self apart into selves prevents that. oh no. almost like I planned that all along.