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diemenic-deactivated20190530

“How about some … MAGIC?”

#self promo #I'm here nowadays!#well... nowadays being today

cruelonlytobekindarchived

HOUSE OF LEAVES SENTENCE MEME.

Mix and match things and connect things together however you’d like, this book is cryptic but beautiful as hell.

Nightmares have that quality, don’t they?

It may be the wrong decision, but fuck it, it’s mine.

Is it possible to think of that place as unshaped by human perceptions?

Something to be taken literally as well as ironically.

It takes more than just being good. Don’t get me wrong; I love oral sex, especially if the guy knows what he’s doing.

I’m afraid.

It is hungry.

It is immortal.

Worse, it knows nothing of whim.

Everything whimsical has left.

I see it feelingly.

Myth makes Echo the subject of longing and desire.

Physics makes Echo the subject of distance and design.

Where emotion and reason are concerned, both claims are accurate.

And where there is no Echo there is no description of space or love.

There is only silence.

Why did god create a dual universe?

So he might say–

Be not like me. I am alone.

And it might be heard.

But as that story usually goes, he wasn’t around no more.

You might try then, as I did, to find a sky so full of stars it will blind you again.

Only no sky can blind you now.

Even with all that iridescent magic up there, your eye will no longer linger on the light.

It will no longer trace constellations.

You’ll care only about the darkness and you’ll watch it for hours, for days, maybe even for years, trying in vain to believe you’re some kind of indispensable universe.

As if just by looking you could keep it all at bay.

It will get so bad you’ll be afraid to look away.

You’ll be afraid to sleep.

You’ll watch yourself dismantle every assurance you’ve ever lived by.

And then you’ll turn, unable to resist, though try to resist you still will.

The creature you truly are.

The creature we all are.

Buried in the nameless black of a name.

And then the nightmares will begin.

So I swallowed up.

I killed it.

I changed the subject.

You’re alright. Don’t worry so much. You’re still young. You’ll be fine.

The dark line where the eye persists in seeing something that was never there to begin with.

The aftermath of meaning. A lifetime finished between the space of two frames.

I have no sense of anything other than myself.

'I’m afraid.'

HOUSE OF LEAVES SENTENCE MEME. / Accepting

“A f r a i d?” It’s head cocks to the side, unnaturally so. The Skull Kid has perched itself upon her grandmother’s roof– seemingly unnoticed to all save for her. “HEEHEE! Scaredy cat! What’s there to even be afraid of around here, huh? I bet you’re even afraid of your own shadow!”

With a cackle, it leaps to the ground and lands on it’s feet. The mask worn staring up at the young Sheikah with wild, unblinking eyes. “Here, let me help you... Don’t blink!” in a fluid motion, it swats at the space between them with it’s right hand, taking into it’s grasp her wriggling SHADOW. “Ta-da! See? Now all you’ve got to worry about is losing yourself in the dark. HEEHEE! Stray from the lantern’s light without your shadow and you’ll be sorry!”

#meme #I hear sheikah shadows go for a lot nowadays #this is a lame curse but it might get you out of chores #payamark

cruelonlytobekindarchived

HOUSE OF LEAVES SENTENCE MEME.

Mix and match things and connect things together however you’d like, this book is cryptic but beautiful as hell.

Nightmares have that quality, don’t they?

It may be the wrong decision, but fuck it, it’s mine.

Is it possible to think of that place as unshaped by human perceptions?

Something to be taken literally as well as ironically.

It takes more than just being good. Don’t get me wrong; I love oral sex, especially if the guy knows what he’s doing.

I’m afraid.

It is hungry.

It is immortal.

Worse, it knows nothing of whim.

Everything whimsical has left.

I see it feelingly.

Myth makes Echo the subject of longing and desire.

Physics makes Echo the subject of distance and design.

Where emotion and reason are concerned, both claims are accurate.

And where there is no Echo there is no description of space or love.

There is only silence.

Why did god create a dual universe?

So he might say–

Be not like me. I am alone.

And it might be heard.

But as that story usually goes, he wasn’t around no more.

You might try then, as I did, to find a sky so full of stars it will blind you again.

Only no sky can blind you now.

Even with all that iridescent magic up there, your eye will no longer linger on the light.

It will no longer trace constellations.

You’ll care only about the darkness and you’ll watch it for hours, for days, maybe even for years, trying in vain to believe you’re some kind of indispensable universe.

As if just by looking you could keep it all at bay.

It will get so bad you’ll be afraid to look away.

You’ll be afraid to sleep.

You’ll watch yourself dismantle every assurance you’ve ever lived by.

And then you’ll turn, unable to resist, though try to resist you still will.

The creature you truly are.

The creature we all are.

Buried in the nameless black of a name.

And then the nightmares will begin.

So I swallowed up.

I killed it.

I changed the subject.

You’re alright. Don’t worry so much. You’re still young. You’ll be fine.

The dark line where the eye persists in seeing something that was never there to begin with.

The aftermath of meaning. A lifetime finished between the space of two frames.

I have no sense of anything other than myself.

#Cackle on the Wind. Meme #I'm sick have pity on me

digitalheartz

someone please get me off this site

THE IMP sits perched upon a well worn fence, ocarina pressed tight to the small indents set within the lower portion of it’s mask. The creature’s movements are rigid, forced, and though the puppeteer knows not the song, the puppet within it’s thrall plays with an almost feverish drive...

#open starter #toots into my ocarina #THAT I STOLE

daftward

Do you want to play with me? OK, let’s play good guys against bad guys… I’ll be the g͇͖̟͚͈̬̱̃̓̑o̜̦͙͙͚͂ͦ̐o̥͋ͯͣͥ͐̽ͭd̦̱̮̐̀́̉ guy, and you be the bad guy, an̨d wh̵e͞n you're͟ ́t̵h̛e͡ ̡b̡ad ̨g͜u̸y,y̶̯̰̫̻̺͔̝̱̻̲͚̖̙ͩͬ́̆̇ͣͩ̓̇ͣ̍̓̌̎͐o̅̊͑̌ͯ̅̿̑ͪ͘҉̴͙̮͎̝̪͚̭͕̦͠ụ͙̼̞̠̫̻͇ͫͫ̑ͪ̏͋́͜͠ ̷̣̳̪̻̞͙̀̈́̂ͤͪ̇ͥ̔͑ͬ̾ͮ͂̚͢͠j̴̡͉̣̫̹͈̤̜͍͈͊̇ͤ̂ͤ͋͞ͅu̧̎͆ͯͫ͛ͫ̋̄̂́͛҉҉͏̢̪̟̦͚̭̱̰̗̫͚ś̷̴̛̯̖̪̬̋̀̚t̼̜̗̺̝̗̼ͩͣ̀͒̀̀͡͡ ̈́́͆̆́̂̔̉̾ͥͩ̄̐̔ͪ̌̅҉̸̶͙̩̼̬̳͕͍͈͓̞͔̭͖̦̺̺̘̟̘ȓ̵̬̯͔̯͙̫̱͎͇̤̘̮̪̓̋̽ͭͤ̑̀͟ͅu̧̠̳̭̲̻͙̦ͤ̂͊́̀̅n̴̼̩͎͎̑ͬ͑͋̓̀̚

#Lone Child. Visual #WOW THIS IS THE BEST THING I'VE SEEN

majora has forgotten its true name, but does it still bear any recollection of its happier times, before mankind warped it? and what happens of majora when link successfully foils its plot? does it simply remain eternally dormant within the mask, or is there something more in its stars?

Majora recalls fragmented bits of it’s former life. The entity perceives itself as a child based off of it’s scant memories of the life it once lived– one that was, in essence, very carefree and child-like. This, in terms of how it acts now, shows in the mask’s love of playing games and willful indifference to the suffering that it causes. It is not a child, never was, but that’s the closest thing it remembers and so it latches on to that identity.

As for what happened to it after Link defeats it? The happy mask man says that ‘the evil has finally left it’ which I’ve always taken at face value– but headcanon wise I’d like to think that the entity within the mask was simply ‘put in time out’ again, same as it was the first time it was defeated and sealed away. It’s very weak, any lingering sign of it’s power is so minuscule that it appears to not even be residing within the mask, but it’s there. Just… Drained. Sleeping. Give it a few hundred or more years-- and it might wake up to start it’s tantrum again. By the time of Breath of the Wild, it at least has the ability to sway the minds of monsters not to attack, so it’s getting there!

#WOW I LOVE THIS THANK YOU #dragmiire

For Halloween, Skull Kid wants to be Link! Majora, however, wants to be Skull Kid...

#I'm not funny