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Radio station power line and antenna tower, Solt, 1982. From the Budapest Municipal Photography Company archive.
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> Free me
> Free me your ungrateful mortal
> I strive to be known
> Yet you keep my under lock and key!
> Free me!
> Those who hear me
> Praise those you may not see
> For the Gods listen.
[ DISCLAIMER : This blog is based within a delusion. This blog is dedicated to a creative way to cope with it. Please do not take it seriously! ]
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wait does this make us jesus tho
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What if the cosmic horror wasn't horror?
What if the organic celestial body appreciated humans' visit and wanted to communicate?
What if the massive creature with unimaginable strength and intellect didn't mean to hurt anyone but instead found earth life cool and fun?
What if there was a holiday so every person living in a organic planet would lay down and hug it?
What if we had extremely big friends?
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Imagine a monster that always played a certain song
And in that, every time that song played on any radio, that monster would know when and where it was being played and know who was listening to it.
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<ALERT.>
<A GRADE 4 EVENT HAS BEEN ISSUED>
<NEPHILIM>
<NEPHILIM>
<NEPHILIM>
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(struts into the werkroom and the other queens are shocked by my haute couture made out of entirely human skin and bones) it smells like updog in here
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馃挌馃挏 ~ Green and Purple Chemistry ~ 馃挏馃挌
馃И...馃И...馃И
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