May 19
Rainbow Angel! From the light coming into the stained glass window cling wrap.
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Rainbow Angel! From the light coming into the stained glass window cling wrap.
wonderwall (1968) directed by joe massot
Take a breath…
Let it drift in like silk, slow and warm…
And exhale—soft, loose, like something melting off your mind.
Feel that?
That little flutter behind your eyes, that hush between thoughts?
That’s where it begins.
Where everything gets easier.
Where you stop needing to think… and start needing to feel.
Because when you go quiet like this…
Everything I say…
Everything I suggest…
Just feels right.
Like you’re not even deciding—just responding.
And right now…
You’re responding to that image in your head.
The one you know I’ve already placed there.
That look you know so well…
That helpless, mind-melted ahego expression.
Tongue loose.
Eyes dazed.
Face just… undone.
It doesn’t even matter why.
Because the second you picture it… your body already starts reacting.
A little slower.
A little needier.
A little more empty.
It feels good, doesn’t it?
To know how easily your face begins to follow your thoughts.
To feel that blank, fucked-out expression trying to take over.
And the more you try to control it…
The more it controls you.
Because that look—
It wants to happen.
That face… that hot, vacant little ahego…
It’s not a pose anymore.
It’s a state.
The state you’re made for when your mind goes quiet.
When your will goes soft.
When your only thoughts are… “yes”… and “please”… and “more.”
So let it rise.
Let it bloom across your face.
And when you feel that need to give in—
When your body starts showing me what you are…
Just let it.
No resistance.
No reason.
Just that soft, stupid pleasure.
And now, with your mind this quiet…
Your body this eager…
Let me ask you something, sweet girl…
What happens to your thoughts when your tongue is already out and your eyes have already rolled back… before you even realized it was happening?
this reflection is not what you think it is.
edit suggested by @poultrymcgee . photo taken june 2025.
Fractal Environment! I started with 2d fractals Id made and modeled trees and environments by hand based on the fractals. the first tree was an unused concept for a magical tree commission I did recently, but then I built it out in a different (more psychedelic) direction