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love when fictional men are so devoted to their partner it makes them dangerous and insane. very slutty behavior keep it up king
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the silt verses - chapter 8
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Praise the Signal which will not cease! Praise the sacred currents!
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My river.
My savage, terrible, lonely river.
Graphite pencil on black paper. There are a lot of little details that got lost to smudging and lightening, but I’m still very happy with what is basically a loose sketch that I made up as I went along.
His skull spitting silt is based on a nutria and a deer. I felt it was appropriate for the mood.
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Top Ten Carpenter Moments
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wave shapes / print
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Ancient egyptian: I wonder what shape we should give our pharao's tomb
The perilously pointy pyramid:

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if you don't do anything else today,
Please have a moment of silence for the people who were killed instead of freed when news of emancipation finally reached the furthest corners of the american south.
have another moment for the ledgers, catalogs, and records that were burned and the homes that were destroyed to hide the presence of very much alive and still enslaved people on dozens of plantations and homesteads across the south for decades after emancipation.
and have a third moment for those who were hunted and killed while fleeing the south to find safety across the border, overseas, in the north and to the west.
black people. light a candle, write a note to those who have passed telling them what you have achieved in spite of the racist and intolerant conditions of this world, feel the warmth of the flame under your hand, say a prayer of rememberance if you are religious, place the note under the candle, and then blow it out.
if you have children, sit them down and tell them anything you know about the life of oldest black person you've ever met. it doesn't have to be your own family. tell them what you know about what life was like for us in the days, years, decades after emancipation. if you don't know much, look it up and learn about it together.
This is Juneteenth.
white people CAN interact with this post. share it, spread it.
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Just finished this piece inspired by Old Gods of Appalachia. I'm thinking of calling it "The Green and the Dark" or "Tenuous Balance." Thoughts?


Glass, acrylic and cotton on cotton
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The Thing Whose Name Sounds Like Horned Head, But Is Not
I really need to catch up on this show
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Listen to Old Gods of Appalachia, we have:
A fucked up deer
Every trickster spirit (it's the same guy)
The Railroad is self aware and loves murder
Woman who leaves her magic family to become a lawyer
Mother nature is dude and a bear (no literally like a bear bear he mauls monsters)
Dude who steals skin
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I can't be the first to make this connection
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the hare is nature's designated witness of the horrors
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Executive dysfunction is such a mother fucker.
I've been putting off organizing the pantry for almost six months because it seemed so daunting, but today I woke up feeling okay-ish energy-wise and decided I could at least try and empty it today.
Reader, not only did I empty it, but I also cleaned and organized it the way I've been meaning to do for months—in an hour.
Was it an hour of work split into smaller, fifteen-minute increments so I could sit on the floor and rest while my heart tried to escape my chest? Oh, for sure. But knowing that it would have taken an able-bodied person forty minutes to an hour, tops, is infuriating.
Like, what do you mean my brain told me this was several days' worth of work, and it took an hour? What do you mean?!
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one thing about me is that I'm looking stuff up. you mentioned something and I don't know it? I am pulling out my phone and googling that shit. an actor? theoretical physics? a world leader? a vocabulary word? I am on the wikipedia page as we speak
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