I've played in quiet rooms like this before

{30|He/Him|Some sort of pagan|Midwest} Just a monkey with a camera trying to figure it out

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[diabolicalevil]

[seabeck]

Fall, around the bend

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Where I go my mind is sharp

No crooked mind or crooked heart

But in my way are feral beggars

Who seek to fill their bounding ledgers

They want my time, my placid attention

Clutching deep to keep retention

I reject their desires, bemoan their temptations

My mind is mine, no fragile tool

To consume their slop, the wretched gruel.

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x

[sacredlittleember]

land spirits do not have to be dramatic.

sometimes reverence for land starts very simply:

learning the names of local plants. noticing where water gathers. thanking a tree before taking from it. picking up trash. leaving a place better than you found it. sitting quietly long enough to feel the mood of the land.

animism is not always spectacle.

sometimes it is relationship, attention, and care.

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[seabeck]

Morning