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but suppose he landed somewhere
rasping for breath as the sickening crack of his skull
echoes forever
and his dying view is a sunlit rock face dyed red
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the story goes that icarus fell to the sea, and was swept away from memory
but suppose he landed somewhere
rasping for breath as the sickening crack of his skull
echoes forever
and his dying view is a sunlit rock face dyed red
what if the pillar from balatro was just a silly guy
how do you feel about piller Ollie?
th pillar
Isnt it Wonderful. look At the pillar.
Do y'all see this painting????
This single goddamn painting pretty much tells us the whole story of everything.
We see a jester, led along by a chain around his wrist, trudging along the great spiral of life, carrying with him an enormous coffin and cross.
Yeah, that's Allen, creating his path as he walks, carrying the dead Mana and Nea with him, following the chain leading to something he can't see.
And of course, that's also the Millennium Earl.
Some of the highlights from the first week of Pope Leo's trip
🌂 i dislike how insane i am
🌂 ...
🌂 no that isn't it, i dislike how seemingly sane (flawed stance) everyone else is. no one i speak to on a regular basis is as crazy as me (besides maybe october)
🌂 but also...
🌂 i have it easy. good. i have elaborate fantasies and strange powerful delusions but I can usually distinguish between them and reality
🌂 plenty of others have got it worse than me, y'know? and also i'm well-read, decently charming, witty, i can, separately from not being too bad a case, get around most of the barriers my unmooring from reality might place in my way
🌂 but
🌂 ,
🌂 i fucking hate being the craziest person in the room...
🌂 i was reading a fucking
🌂 mental health channel on a medium sized discord server i'm on
🌂 i've never, N E V E R NEVER, seen someone post y'know... my sorta shit. it's all anxiety, mild paranoia, depression
🌂 well, there's one exception. i post there sometimes, y'know?
🌂 .
🌂 .
🌂 .
🌂 the posts never get a reply
🌂 haaaaaaaaaaaangh
🌂 so like, this whole complex i'm typing up is flawed, has a flaw, which is the idea of people being like me, but holding it close to their chest, not discussing it, not fuckin posting it in mental health channels and shit, and i'm just too much of a I Must Be True To Myself idiot to understand that behavior in others and thereby account for it
🌂 yeah.
🌂 that's probably real.
🌂 isn't helping though. to think about it.
🌂 one more thing, this whole thing is totally a major part in me staying with my ex, the pillar, for as long as i did. she was... she made me feel not alone.
🌂 she too was someone with ridiculous narratives and delusions in her head, tremendous ones, and she could use them to animate herself, as a framework to make a point more persuasively, and could still look at herself and mostly, if she took enough time to think, also not have them make her do stupid things and...
🌂 tch.
🌂 still sorta down bad for her, huh?