Hullo, I hope you're comfortable. In this place that might be home. she/they
Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
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There are times where the quiet dark sinks in around us, tells us we are loved in a place that is cold and alone.

But this strange alien place was not meant for us. We are meant for warmth. For light. For others.

We'll never stop growing you know. Even when it all seems over there'll always be more.

I love jellyfish :}
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Every step echoes through such a hollow night.


The trees seem to reach out for you, to hold you, embrace you. Rest by one.

Look to sky, enjoy the endless foggy night.
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Everything begins wake again as what was left of the dream fades. And yet it's whimsy lingers with us still.


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A message to newer Hellenic polytheists;
The gods do not hate you.
They are not going to hate you if you can’t pray every day.
They are not going to hate you if you can’t make offerings every day.
They are not going to hate you if you can’t make an altar for them.
They are not going to hate you if you do not dedicate every single thing you do to them.
They are not going to hate you if you do not light their candles every day.
They are not going to hate you if you step away from your practice for whatever reason.
You can breathe, the gods do not and will not hate you for being human.
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There was no noise here. Just deafening nothing.


#witchblr#liminal#empty spaces#snow#cold#photography#a place you pass in a dream that is for some reason so much more vivid than the rest of your dreamscape
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Rejoice in the signs of life you leave behind. You are still here as spirits leave no trace.

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The smell of old old dirt that you used to play in. They never could get it out of your clothes..
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The sun rises again pouring life into the world. A shame then that it burns away what may be left of our dreams.

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Recently the snow came down around my home. It hasn't for a very long time. I wish I could have stayed out all night long. I know it will melt again soon as all dreams must end eventually.

#witchblr#liminal#dream#nostalgia#lost in the fog#the memory of something that you think is a person who was probably a friend#empty spaces#photography#night time photography
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