Month: November 2018

Pink

Posted on by skyraftwanderer

Sometimes things don’t make sense. And that’s okay. That’s cool. Enough things have been fastened down and denied their rough edges. You need to get away from that stuff.

And besides, out here on the pink plain, nestled in the pink hills, is the best place to get ice cream. It really is. It doesn’t taste like anyone else’s ice cream. And under this unbroken white sky, we will enjoy this ice cream while the kind and glorious snakes just loops, and loops in the great alabaster yonder.

Like I said, it don’t have to make sense. Not when its this beautiful. Not when its this mesmeric. And not when the ice cream is that damn good.

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Hohokum is a fun and surreal game.

Burden/Night

Posted on by skyraftwanderer

I’m not meant to be here. This was not meant for my eyes. This burden was not for my sanity to take. And there will be no relinquishing this burden. No one will believe my testimony. Why would they? This thing is beyond scope, certainly beyond understanding and rational thought.

Yet beside me it takes in breath and gazes upon the world beyond. Does it see what I see? Its perceptions are utterly alien to me, and perhaps mine are to it. But that world beyond is now this dark pit which it cannot leave.

But I can leave. And I will leave. But down here will remain with me, and there will be no means with which to pass this knowledge on. Maybe that will be for the best. Maybe.

It’s one of those nights. Sinister hangs thick in the air. Violence never feels more than a street away. Even those clouds are trying to escape the night. There won’t be an escape though. There will only be pushing on through. Through the blood, through the beasts until I gaze upon the morning sun.

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Bloodborne gif’s and writing. I’ll be doing more with this in the future.