realized most of my sketches were a bit... thirsty?
Depressed Rook silly sketch time.
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realized most of my sketches were a bit... thirsty?
Depressed Rook silly sketch time.
Today, god dammed me to hell— I was on my way when he told me, so there was not far to walk.
I went through the circles.
Satan was a small thing,
With broken wings and a quiet voice.
The bubbling of the eternal pot rang much louder than he, amongst the glooms.
The chamber billowed, the cavernous hallways and plunderous side-cupboards broiled.
These things were more inviting than many earthly broilers.
The warmth thickly built and tickled the tips of my hair,
Like lightning was about to strike—
Shocking and warm.
Doves delivered me back up,
Heaven I went.
I arrived on the threaded wings of a wind-up angel.
I knew that I was very high up because breaths in the air turned into asbestos shards with every exhale.
The skies were big and round like a bowl, and there were no walls, nor ceiling, nor floor.
No little nooks or crooks or cupboards.
Everything was much too big or much too widened.
Love seeped like unwilling geysers—
And I were surrounded by light.
God had simian eyes and a simian face and a simian brow.
God was a monkey
Under a guilten cloud.
I felt like a baby bird in a nest of cuckoos.
"molds alright" HELELO?
the phrase “the night was infected” popped into my head so do with that information what you will.
I ate my friend's cheese after it fell on the floor and she didn't want it. Am I gonna die?