[ n o n e n t i t y ]

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last September

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....actually several Septembers ago

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Jonestown November 1978

[imagesfromthevoid]

ᴍʏ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴇᴄʜᴏᴇs ᴏғғ ᴛʜᴇsᴇ ᴡᴀʟʟs

[negative-nowhere]

Jonestown November 1978

[enchantedbook]

'Demon' by Liga Klavina - Raiska

[eaglebones-falconhawk]

Did I ever post this picture of a mysterious blood tanker I saw the other day

[slab-o-meat]

not intended for human food…

[randomitemdrop]

Item: tanker truck full of inedible pork blood

[unsettlingstories]

Does anyone think their socks are married and when you buy them they’re in the right pair but after you incorporate them into your day-to-day clothes and laundry and they get separated they get really sad when they’re later paired with a sock that isn’t their spouse but you can’t tell because they all look the same and it’s really stressful or am I genuinely fucking nuts.

[negative-nowhere]

"oh, we're all genuinely fucking nuts here..." - all the versions of me in my brain replying in unison

laundry day will never be the same, we are too busy conversing with the socks now to rant at the semi-cooperative dryer and deliver occasional impact adjustments... the dryer sends its most sincere thankyous

[unsettlingstories]

The light in the window of the room that was never there.

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[negative-nowhere]

we are nowhere

we are now here

[unsettlingstories]

The Day the Dream Ended

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[unsettlingstories]

An endless moment when you turn over in bed and feel compelled to open your eyes.

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[unsettlingstories]

Manifold | Unsettling Stories

Manifold | Unsettling Stories

"Between deaths, I dream. I emerge from a bloodstained tub and rise and drift and sway skyward with every warm breeze; a flawless photonic butterfly. With the planet fading behind me, I traverse the vacuum of space where I sip cosmic radiation, not for sustenance, but for gratification. I bathe within the nebulous plasma of stellar nurseries and ethereal tongues of inquisitive flames stretch to lap at my form with an unconstrained longing to give me pleasure. My consent is instantaneous and eternal. Every constellation turns to observe my ecstasy and smiles as the light that left me returns in a hot, joyous burst. The forgotten blue of the Earth I leave behind is a monochromatic vulgarity next to this omni-spectral kaleidoscope of the heavens I share only with God itself. I am home."

This is the first new story I’ve shared in five years, and it will also be the last piece I post on Unsettling Stories.

I hope you love it.

[negative-nowhere]

!!!!!!!!!!!

I already think know I'll love it.

simultaneously thrilled to see a new story after so long & crushed to read the phrase 'last piece I post...'

very much hoping that you're continuing to share your writing in some format somewhere - and if so, hoping that I'll be able to find it despite my current state of nonexistent social media usage.

now - off to the eternal abyss of unsettling darkness to read.

[unsettlingstories]

Cixousian

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take cover.

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False Light

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https://youtube.com/watch?v=uzErTZDhbrw&feature=share

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Misty path.

IG: forest_vamp