#we are now the inqueuesition

[eliasblaque]

Canvas

A fleeting synapse fired beyond the unbreachable realms of imagination, reality and nerve endings vomiting emotions. Light bulb lit cradle to a comforting cold grave, the creation witnessed its poetic mortal sojourn, from beauties birth to animated consciousness, "live young one live!!!!" I screamed to the crowd of brushes, i bellowed @ cups of graffitied paint water, the decibels of my passions reverberate and brought canvas to life, brought worlds out of the white.

LIVE BEING,

Feed THE PEOPLE,

FEED THEIR EYES,

FEED THEIR LIES,

FEED THEIR SOULS,

CREATE THEIR TOLLS

FOR EACH MOMENT THEY ARE TO LEASE.

I CREATE for them, those that have been neglected and yet used, stripped and beaten daily; abused.

I create for the battery signal that makes you move an arm to reach for your fav cereal,

I create for the energy that coats your conscience and strives to guide it towards truth, I create I create for that divinely given entity that is "you"

A cursed tome, grimoire from the pages of halloween herself, a pen...ever to bend to mine will, masochistic sentience, doomed to drain itself at my temperamental beck and call. My grey clouds spell the chaos for its life blood.

INque of oceans black and blue poetry, the once tree overlord is home to calibrated lines and they are the only music here.

#sketchItOut

#art

-draw 🖊

-EliasBlaque

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[biracialalistair]

jolting awake @ 3AM mood

me, awake suddenly: what.. the fuck

my body: water

me: what?

my body, louder: Woter

[biracialalistair]

yeah

inktober 13 // a little Percy de Rolo from my layout meeting today

[biracialalistair]

What do we say to the god of death?

Persephone: knock knock

Hades: who's there?

Persephone: it's September hope you're ready to bang like a screen door in a hurricane

[biracialalistair]

Hux: This is General Hux of the First Order

Poe: Hi I'd like to order a large pepperoni