Welcome to my little space for art, and inspiration and magic. It’s pretty formless right now but I hope to fill it with things I find beautiful and helpful and have crafted myself. It’s a work in progress.
https://www.buymeacoffee.com/WorkCelestial
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@workcelestial
Welcome to my little space for art, and inspiration and magic. It’s pretty formless right now but I hope to fill it with things I find beautiful and helpful and have crafted myself. It’s a work in progress.
https://www.buymeacoffee.com/WorkCelestial
Mine the earth for what it's worth, and then what? A flash in the pan town, settled by miners and evangelists. Bonnie and Clyde hide, behind thumped bibles and white pride. Chew it up and spit it out. Massacred, maybe, an Act of God? Pursuit of Sphalerite, deceiving. Pyrite- Fool's Gold. Madness abounds, stolen from the Earth. A fracture, a split, touch the center. Rivers run backwards. Build a temple on it, build a thousand, baptize your children in the waters that wash forth from the center. Miners strike gold, Baptists strike minors, strike minor chords, strike chords in minors. Heal in these waters, rich with Ruby Jack, mood disorders, ground yourself on this fissure. Lithium is the psychiatrists first order, a cesspool of heavy metals.
Runaway, run faster, run further. Record time escape. Grasping for stars, platformed heels dug into piles of chat. Listening to a liars lyre, pour silver syrup on scorched flapjacks. Return to the Mother’s mighty maw, sift through the rubble, tailings tell tales of mangled men and stoned women. Take a pickaxe, split my ribs, reach inside- clutch my heart. Fingers expecting blood are met instead, with the cold touch of a chunk of lead.
There's no better joy in this world than watching someone collapse to their own self when you agree with them:
You know witchcraft is probably the placebo, right?
Me - yeah
Them expecting a fight - wait, why do you practice it then?
I don't know whether I'm placeboing myself a new life or whether I'm manipulating the forces of change in the universe but either way, I'm becoming a better version of myself and overcoming my enemies, my own issues and living well. Is that not what the end game is?
Best stitch to mend this tear before I cover it with the patch above?
My dogs baby blanket.
I'd recommend parachute stitch for the straight aways. Not sure the best way to tack the corner together, but parachute stitch is nice and sturdy for the rest of it. Stronger and flatter than a whip stitch.
Good luck!
Parachute stitch was the move!!! Daisy couldn’t be happier, thank you.
Best stitch to mend this tear before I cover it with the patch above?
My dogs baby blanket.
Frog Sightings - a sigil made to bring about seeing a frog
-Jeremy Paul Amick