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“May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art – write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.” ~Neil Gaiman
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i am sunflowers ! i am dandelions ! i am marigolds ! i am bright golden yellow, reflecting the sun back at it !!
#im feeling a little emotional about seasons and flowers and the sun and this isnt quite a kin thing but it still should go here i think#spritext
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reblog if ur tired of occupying a human form and wish to return to the holy bed of moss from whence you came
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Remparts by Samuel Raison
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Hey. I love being toriel. I am full of love for my kids and my kingdom.
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I feel like the forest is calling to me. I will go, but how can I listen to it?
When you go, be careful. The forest speaks a language forgotten and with a voice older than time. The forest does not care about human laws or human safety. It may try to keep you safe, but do not trust it by itself. You take care of yourself.
Listen to the whispers of the leaves, listen to the trees as they grow toward the sun. Walk among them and let their energy wrap around you. Meditate among the moss and become a part of the ecosystem as the forest thrives around and within you. Keep listening.
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Forest Path
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people who go by their kin names are too powerful
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U kno as much as I love cacti and desert stuff as an aesthetic and as much as I could drape myself in desert y fashion and surround myself with desert y decor
I know it’s bc deserts and things are my husbands things. He is a desert so it makes sense that I would love that aesthetic
But it’s not me.
In my heart of hearts, I am a forest. I am a lush meadow in bloom. I am the deep, warm smell of decaying leaves and fallen trees. I am the sunlight beaming through the canopy. I am a garden overgrown. I am verdant.
#this is vaguely kin related#i am a forest#and my husband is a desert#and while im on the topic#my bff is the ocean
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Also I really need to pick up my t.m.n,t rewatch bc I'm having all kinds of casey feelings
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maybe kin related maybe not but it feels like it belongs here
i associate myself with the sun and sunflowers and solar shit really heavy so whenever someone complains about the sun or says its too hot i take it personally
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