You open up the clock and inside is the broken machinery of the universe. You don't have time for this
Tyver Foucault
@thedoorthedoor.bsky.social
The air in your lungs remembers being a storm. The iron in your blood, a sword. Banner by @thxnywy.art
Ink sketch of a waffle yaga. Seagull feet bc dumpstercore. Sketch w inks
waiting for this lil guy to come back from the kiln is why i’ve been posting about being shriven in the fire of god’s love all week. they’ve been through it and they survived. down to their tiny perfect butthole flower. this is what the gods feel like when we survive
feeling like god (made a creature then shrived it in the fire of my love)
You walk behind a pile of crates and end up in a Bonus Stage. You're not making it to the office on time
Got my contact lens in back to front and realised I can see into the future.
Whales will trade almost anything for church bells. Real ones, removed from their towers. They don't just want sound, they want holiness, too; old worship ringing through the shrineless sea
I hear they found the bones of God under a gas station in Youngstown, Ohio
My mother is a gardener. Humans find her sharp, abrasive, but plants flourish in her hands. We had devils ivy that would quiver suddenly, growing so fast it moved. Birds landed on her fingertips as she seethed at passers by for simply looking in the yard. I was raised by a storm.
Marathon teaches us an important lesson: you can stab computer with a knife
The angel said "be not afraid", but it didn't say anything about how horny you should be
Seeing the world through the bottom of a glass [the glass was filled with lemonade]
all my beliefs and desires are in direct opposition of the current systems
I'm sorry I killed your god. It was an accident. He says he's everywhere and I just happened to run the blender without thinking. Anyway, he tasted pretty good.
bravely piloting my elder prototype body against a state of the art production model reality
you input the konami code in morse on the buzzer. there's a hitch in jennings' voice as the board glitches to reveal a seventh category, "[your name]'s favorite things"
Yeah man, whenever you move on, a piece of you stays behind. You are both the dandelion and the seed
Heh, defeating this opponent will be easy. He doesn't even nurture the sacred grove within his heart
Yeah man, whenever you move on, a piece of you stays behind. You are both the dandelion and the seed