this clip makes me so emotional. i feel like this sometimes, at night especially. That the whole wide world may swallow me whole. That i’m wide-eyed in the face of god. that I’m not a victim of smallness but rather its loving disciple.
I want to believe that there are "normie" alterhumans in this world... That in some suburb out there lives a middle aged dad who likes football and other ball sports because he's a dog. Literal golden retriever boyfriend
Planetarium and Sensory Bin Moodboard 🪐💫
What wonderful World
Pls send me which you think apply to me <3
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All cats are prophets. All cats receive divine transmissions and higher truths, but unfortunately it's only the ones directly pertaining to them. The great tragedy of their species is that they will never develop a meaningfully complete mythology. One cat alone assumes she's entirely normal and her perceptions are standard. Two cats in a apartment might begin to discuss some things, though they'll remain generally unbothered by it all. Larger groups in a home or barn will usually begin to cobble dream, true vision, and superstition into something resembling a low-commitment cult. Cats have folklore, sure, but the teachings remembered enough to be passed on are scattered in origin and intention. Only in large feral colonies do they begin to gain the ability to contextualize their individual divine experiences, and maybe start thinking about what they could do with it. The problem is that cats will never get anywhere with this because they're terrible communicators.
Rolling in everyones clean laundry stimboard
does anybody have that cat poem, you know the one. not mary oliver's poem. the one about a cat growing up with you like brothers but him still being small whereas you've grown tall. i need a good cry
I'm your only friend i'm not your only friend but i'm a little glowing friend but really i'm not actually your friend but i am (the painting in my cover photo is "Visitors From the Past" by Andrew Stewart)
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