Nests And Eggs - Tumblr Posts

nests and eggs are fucking epic, bro. They get been Around Since the day they fu*cking fIrst came arondd, but these days, they just dont be the same

@walternitram here is the beauty of clown heaven...a place on earth. we will ascend through widwifery. Don't fear the egg layer. Don't fear @the-muppet-joker and his power.

I listened to this as I made this creation. It inspired me. Of course this is @the-cal-zone and I singing to @walternitram though I am sure that is obvious.

In this wworld wwe're just beginnin

To UnDeRsTaNd ThE MiRaCLe oF LiViN :o)

bABY i WAS AFRAID BEFORE,,

bUT iM NOT AFRAID, ANYMORE,

ooh baby do you know wwhat thats wworth

OoH HeAvEn iS a PLaCe oN eArTh

they say in heavven lovve comes first

wE'LL mAkE hEaVeN a pLaCe oN EaRTh :o)

@the-cal-zone I have learned that sadely...the third midwife, Tavros, has silently gone away to somewhere unknown.

This is truly a sad day indeed. Without a goodbye, all we can do,

Is reminisce.

Upon first meeting us and learning of our mission, Tavros was quite taken aback; and resistant to the idea of joining the cause. I assumed they were a friend of yours, and you assumed they were a friend of mine. Ultimately, this helped us in the end, helped us to feel emboldened, to take essentially this stranger,

Up to the skies,

Where you watched on as I hoisted them up and held them up to the sun, and we showed them the way of the midwife, what our purpose is, who it is we serve,

And it was a truly joyous day when their heart was almost instantly turned over to midwifery, The Motherhood, as our sect of the Muppet Joker following was called, after witnessing the ultimate miracle of Muppet Clown birth.

They worked tirelessly alongside us in the Great Nest...sorting through the mostly infertile eggs, watching after the few Joker homunculi that hatched and managed to survive, crushing up the many, many eggshells to make swords out of for our leader in the little time we had devoted to anything but the eggs.

Their devotion was unmatched; overnight they transformed from a skeptic to a truly committed midwife.

This was our last photo taken together -- sweet Tavros had fallen to the bottom of the well and could not climb out. They insisted I stay behind with the eggs, but I refused to accept leaving a Mother behind, and so I climbed down with the most recent brood of eggs and we tended to them together. The eggs hatched into monsters and they slunk away to inhabit the well, so that is happening now; and Tavros left the Motherhood immediately, and ran away to somewhere I cannot see.

Goodbye, Tavros, Mother #3, The Devoted Stranger,

There will never be another like you.