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Birch Trees are Blue Underneath (2020)

Wax oil, birch bark, modge podge

Digging into the covid era art-making archives.

Inspired by the blue bark of a birch tree I was splitting for the woodstove on a cool day in early March 2020.

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radio theatre in the works

by KHONSU X and TITAN 

of the Broken Bois Collective

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when visuals inform the novel.

Vladimir Kush (Russian, b.1965)

City by the Sea

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light wavelength space travel.

novel research.

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more research. space shit. get it get it.

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more novel research

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research for novel in progress. 

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iota

To the umpteenth decimal, striving for the person presented; I covet—        discrepancies         of lead & pencil,

the mandrake in subtle action. [picked-apart iota] How it moves, mitigating the glass to turn

gracious crystal; questions needed to be asked.—

Little by little growing unharmed, the date palms outlast.

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We are writers, my love. We don’t cry, We bleed on paper.

a.y. (via inksomniac)

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there are few people that he trusts. he learned to carve apart his heart into zones of love and righteous hate.  as the young Bull grew older, he shifted the zones to allow for liminal spaces of indifference.

somewhere along the way the young Bull went to sleep, only awakened by certain tastes, certain scents. leather, his kin dying, hedonism, his thirst.

he forgot about indifference and became a godhead in black and white, right and wrong, silence or song. the comparison began to kill, the dichotomy made him and his lovers ill.

integration of self is the hardest thing for some of us to achieve.  liminal spaces are the spaces in which movement is actually most possible, where decisions haven't been solidified, where choices are effective rather than confined to the rules of what some people like to call reality.

there are few people that he trusts. indifference is different than acceptance. acceptance different than resignation.  he wonders now in his higher state, holding Bull and Buffalo, Moon and Violent Healer, how much can he swallow and be faithful to the idea of himself that he has created?

very little very little

so, very little trust.

action is everything.

xx KHONSU X

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to see my lyrics to this beat, check out my patreon page.

"No Case" [FREE] Phora type beat | epik the dawn type beat 2021

fire ass youtube station for beats, almost all i use at this point. 

KHONSU X

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pen/ink/modge podge 

by KHONSU X

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HD tunnel vision. 

writing systems go.

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well shit it’s been a minute. had to burn it all down. 

i’m back. 

check out https://www.patreon.com/chaos_redux for what the fuck is up.

xx KHONSU X 

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Sometimes you need to scorch everything to the ground, and start over. After the burning the soil is richer, and new things can grow. People are like that, too. They start over. They find a way.

Celeste Ng, Little Fires Everywhere | @theliteraryjournals (via wordsnquotes)

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Arid

And it was telling

those who loved you

blossomed

once they left you

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