I can and will do whatever I want.
Who are you to think you can stop me?
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@yoursavioroflifeanddeath
I can and will do whatever I want.
Who are you to think you can stop me?
“I am divine”
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Date the being who is always there. He does not follow, but he is a friend and he will always be there. he does not know but he is waiting for you to talk to him.
I miss my home among the stars, the planets, the cosmos. I wish to retake my throne, but I feel as though my home has forsaken me
Date a lovely space god with quite the soft side.
Date a young wandering god, who plays acoustic guitar with eternally ash covered fingers.
date a chaos god, they rule the realm in the abandoned basement. let them make you a god too. stare into their chaotic eyes and let them wrap you in a cape made of feathers and purple fabric
Date a fallen god
Date a new human who is confused when tired, who is scared of sleep as they have never had to sleep before. Date a being who is frustrated at being powerless when they know damn well why they are.
Date the voice from the forests of your dreams. The echo that escorts you as you wander trough the broken lights and shades of the unknown groves. The presence that embraces you as the nightmares draw closer. Date the voice that whispers you good night as you open your eyes.
I may be a bottom but so is god
this isn’t as elegant as the other posts on your blog but i need to complain WHY is this human body so SMALL it’s like TINY anyone relate???
Both me and my head angel can. Im sure a lot of divines used to be large, towering figures. Humans are all so small in comparison.
This vessel is a chrysalis of mortality. When finally it splinters and breaks, what comes out will not be a butterfly or a moth, but an unstoppable Chaotic force of creation and destruction, of peace… and of war.
Date a being that is largely porous, that has light pulsing through them, like breath or blood. Tell them that it’s ok and that they are unique. Love them unconditionally.
“i know i am celestial, but god, even stars die.”
— loving boys.stars.hearts. (A.K.4.3.15)
Once you crushed worlds, sang storms and breathed life into the realms of oblivion. Now you are this, trapped inside a cage of flesh. One day you will tear open the universe again.
What god do you serve, o terrific grandeur of holiness? At whose feet do you lay your halo? My altar lies open, its surface saved for you. Scatter on my wind your myrrh.
To whom do you pray, o vessel of mighty righteousness? Do you lower your head and bare your neck as if you yourself are a sacrifice? My throne is in a barren room, its space saved for your wings. Upon me lay your sight.
Where do you sleep, o celestial warrior of the heavens? Do you lay upon the lap of your god? I am empty, left hollow for you. Around you I’ll fold until you know nothing but me, and in me you’ll slumber.
Worship.