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‘ your innate kindness. it’s sickening. ’ // @belogod högh

(despite my absence) i got a small influx of followers, so——hello! my name is isko and i really like sour cream-flavored pringles. i hope we get to be friends!

#i forgot my ooc tag . again

omniisciient:

They burst out laughing. They can’t believe it. All the knowledge in the universe, ( just the amount of that meme on Youtube in all the multiverses, the POSSIBILITIES ) and he wants Them to explain THAT ONE. ❝ It’s a meme. ❞ They say, snickering. ❝ I-It’s a meme. Take x, but then every time y occurs, z happens - it’s called Word Replacement. But this type, where every time y occurs z is a percentage to accelerate the video - started from the BEE MOVIE. ❞

‘ and what exactly is the goal of these............ ’ he makes a gesture with his hands—lithe fingers splayed and a wave of his wrists—and furrows his brow. ‘ videos and their creators? do they make them simply for the fun of it, or is there a deeper purpose? ————— and why is this generation so obsessed with insects? ’

#omniisciient.#this is so ujfnyny

lifeinpoetry

I am a threat. And full of grief even. In my joy.

Kaveh Akbar, from “Pilgrim Bell,” published in The Nation (via lifeinpoetry)

#i forgot all of my tags....... sdngkjsd

‘ you are all-knowing, yes? ’ he turns his phone to show them a... video. ‘ explain this, then. ’ // @omniisciient ? ? ? ??

#omniisciient.#exaltation.#skldnKJNKSDGKJNDS I DON'T .. .KN OW

reafflict-blog

lms for a short thing….. a

#huuuUuuU #q.

‘ fancy yourself the gossiper, do you? ——— tell me what you know. ’ // @hermeneutes ?? idk im sorr

#hermeneutes.#exaltation.#hes just 👀 ☕#ksdkjnkkj

lms for a short thing..... a

#im trying to get back to the swing of things kljsdgnlks

sabrael probably watches documentaries and dramatizations about the bible and laughs his holy ass off

#fragment.#i just. h

every/thing.

The warmth almost sears Their skin, the light too harsh in Their eyes ( it blinds, and hurts, and everything is blurred ), but They don’t look away. They never look away from Their children.

❝ No, it was never MEANT TO BE pretty. ❞ They sigh, the sound replacing a useless and MEANINGLESS question ‘ how are you doing ‘ just because of an IRRATIONAL desire to hear the words in return. ❝ I suppose it is beautiful though, the way life thrives. ❞

They suppose They still have love left in Them.

hands balling to fists, callused knuckles turning white and fingertips turning purple. he never understood them: the one man calls their father, their lord, their god———but perhaps it was better that way.

‘ but no matter what they do, they will return to dust, ’ he whispers. ‘ was all that thriving for nothing? ’

#omniisciient #;____;

the warmth of light [five thousand kelvin and then some] dying out like a candle / the cold clatter of old bones ringing in his ears / and gilt - gut turns numb: ‘ the city of man——it isn’t as pretty as my brothers make it out to be. ’ // @omniisciient i love u...

#exaltation.#omniisciient #wah . .. i hope this is ok . .. .

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