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you're asking the wrong questions...
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playing with color in my new sketchbook
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What is madness but nobility of soul at odds with circumstance.
— Theodore Roethke
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It's always when people start to say things that I refuse to listen. If this is where god lives then I choose resentment.
I don't create with my thoughts, I embrace and destroy. I'll set the fires myself just in case my faith fails me.
These whispers are all mine, building walls of me inside me.
I will not build upon what is made to be broken. I will not break down what is exactly as intended.
I will not question what does not benefit me to know. I AM NOT THANKFUL TO EXIST BUT I CAN'T DENY WHAT EXISTS EVERYWHERE.
I reject all notions of creation- I accept all existing as redundant. There are no jobs for us here, our one true choice is confronting or running away from what we already know.
I exist for the weak, not the wicked. I stay sick for the sick and every notion of myself that thrives.
I dedicate myself as a reflection of every ugly thing. I find great joy in true purposelessness.
2023 Philosophy part two
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I am a godless being and in that embrace I create myself.
I will not serve any power that controls my mind.
I will not apologize to any energies that threaten my self.
I will not undermine, undervalue or undersell my inherent truths.
I accept myself as a single being.
I will not forgive myself for my mistakes as long as I learn.
I approach life not interested in answers or experiences. I wish for nothing more than my current state.
Life can become pleasurous when you wish to never be born again.
If I allowed myself a wish I would wish to be freed from desire.
2023 Philosophy part one
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Grant me love as free as the hatred I let run- love can't come at the price of what you deny yourself.
Grant me peace as innate as what's locked inside- self-hatred comes at the cost of the love you afford your enemies.
Sometimes forces must hate each other to exist- I hear her screams as beautiful as the songs within me.
Sometimes you hold hostages to enjoy your self-hatred- 3 of my mouths tapes so I can't speak.
Muffle the thought so I can't hear me- silence can be beautiful when it's not a choice.
The most logical philosophy is forced- I suppose it's all the point.
In modern times, you don't get to sell your soul. If you question who you are, it's already given away to men you don't know.
2023
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I do it for the wicked, not the wise,
the destroyed not the not-yet created
The only solace and beauty in the world is nothing being new
Your pain was not created, transparent shadows eternally repeated.
Is the source of our strafe believing we can destroy?
When's the first time it all went away?
What corners of your non-belief do you stuff away your shame?
Where did the inherent need to cry for comfort go?
Do you remember the first time you thought your pain was wrong?
2023
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I know I'll always be lonely
so maybe it's selfish to take someone with me
2023
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I live to be joyously blasphemous! why can't anyone be concerned what's behind my eyes? 2023
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I simply want to hurt for being myself, rather than hurt from the denial that brings others comfort.
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