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believe it or not, the sky background is the windows xp wallpaper
believe it or not, the sky background is the windows xp wallpaper
makes no sense that the gods would create people a certain way and then judge people for being the way they created them to be.
if the gods didn't want people to do certain things or be certain ways, why did they make it possible in the first place?
if the gods wanted me to be allocishet, why did they make me so queer? hm? they could have simply said "we don't like that. we will not make it a thing."
but why wouldn't they like it? why wouldn't they enjoy the diversity of their creations in the first place?
I believe people were meant to be the way we are, all sorts of ways, diverse and fun. I cannot wrap my head around the idea of "sin" and gods judging people for anything when they created us. I think, if there are any gods, they made us for fun, to see how a bunch of different little squishies got along in a world.
Draped in Shadows
In the courtyard where the peepal tree sighs, A girl once danced in sunlight’s embrace, Her laughter mingled with temple bells, But faith now lingers like a ghost in this space.
Incense curls, like a serpent's breath, Winding through tales of glory and grace, Yet beneath the vibrant marigold blooms, Lurk whispers of fear that time can’t erase.
The sacred texts, heavy as stone, Speak of dharma, yet silence her pleas, For every prayer, a question lingers, “Why must love bend and break on its knees?”
In the twilight of rituals, colors fade, As the Ganges flows, a relentless stream, With every aarti, her spirit feels caged, Caught in the web of another’s dream.
Once, she sought solace in divine embrace, But the gaze of the faithful grew cold and stern, With every gaze that pierced her soul, The light of devotion began to burn.
The goddess adorned with silken threads, Yet her heart aches under the weight of her chains, For in the shadow of sacred shrines, Love is a battlefield, and faith bears its stains.
As festivals come and go, like fleeting dreams, She stands amidst the echoes, searching for peace, But the mantras sound hollow, the colors bleed, And the truth of her heart lies in pieces, released.
Once, she believed in the lotus’s bloom, But now sees the thorns that cling to the stem, In the temple’s glow, she feels so alone, Her faith, a whisper—a broken hymn.
In the end, as the sun dips low, She lays down her trust in the sacred soil, For the girl who once danced in the light of the divine, Now walks a path where shadows recoil.
Yet beneath the ruins of faith that once soared, A flicker ignites in the ashes of doubt. For from shattered beliefs, new paths may unfold, In the garden of healing, her spirit breaks out.
She whispers to the stars, “I will rise from the dark, With each step I take, I’ll reclaim my own spark.” In the silence, she finds strength to create, A faith not in gods, but in love, unrestrained.
bittersweet symphony - the verve / unknown / the civil war - anne sexton / sun bleached flies - ethel cain / unknown / head of a young girl - jean baptiste greuze / @avainblue / sun bleached flies - ethel cain
Submitted four poems into various competitions today!
here's a snippet from one of them
// mentions/implications of sexual abuse in religious contexts //
but if God exists i'd like to hit him in the head for old habits die hard and being in his house causes my body to shake and my heart to palpitate for his memory lies in the organ the screams fuel the song of silence and the pipes swell twice their size ~ If God Exists (2024)
The Sammy Lawrence Art I mentioned in another post!
I literally can't stop drawing him guys, send help 😭 😭 He's such a fascinating character to me, like I need to stick this guy under a microscope and write a 10 page dissertation him. The ink got to him guys. It called to him.
Like, he's an asshole but a lot of it wasn't his fault. He deserved better.
(Design of Sammy heavily based on the Escape AU by @inkdemonapologist!!) (I hope you don't mind the ping, or me taking inspiration from your designs. He's so fun to draw, I love it)
Heather and “The Hum”
Who possesses enough patience to wait until the end of the world, until the destruction of all for one simple sincere apology?
Who possesses enough patience to wait until the end of the world, until the destruction of all for one simple sincere apology?
Who possesses enough patience to wait until the end of the world, until the destruction of all for one simple sincere apology?
Who possesses enough patience to wait until the end of the world, until the destruction of all for one simple sincere apology?
Absolutely incredible work! Be aware that it might be disturbing (it features imagery of death, dying, blood, and suicide), so please enjoy safely.
Now finished below!
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He’s so normal about Merlin guys.
No lighting
Idea stolen from this post:
God, has abandoned me.
sanctuary
Putting my vent art into good use and turning into religious horror . yippee :)
More art lore to heal my poor soul
