"woah this post looks creepy who would like this??"
it's not for you
"this art piece makes no sense and is so ugly"
it's not for you
"this post is so weird I have never thought like that?"
it's not for you
"what they identify as an animal? no one does that?"
it's not for you
the world doesn't revolve around you
neither does the internet.
we exist, cringe culture is dead, fuck normality
To the animals, the wolves, the lions, the foxes and cats and birds: Your eyes shine so brightly. Your fur is luscious, your feathers luxurious, your teeth furious and beautiful. Your claws are sharper than you think. One day, you will get them back. One day, you will be helpless, human, no more.
To the fairies, the angels, the aliens, the demons, the mermaids and sirens, the divine: Even here you are powerful. Even here you are divine and beautiful. Your wings are gorgeous, your horns and haloes majestic, your tails ethereal. Home will welcome you, welcome us all, with open arms one day.
To my fellow dolls, the marionettes, the puppets, the toys and ball-jointed: We may be delicate, but our subtle power defines us. We bend and move and dance in ways no human ever could. One day, our everlasting regality will return to us.
To the voids, the glitches, the abstract, the eldritch, the robots, the objectheads: Do with this brief moment of flesh what you will. You know who you really are inside, and that’s all that matters. Your soul still bleeds the color of the stars.
To the monsters, the zombies, the cryptids, the vampires, the werewolves and ghosts: The world will always fear that which it does not understand. We understand each other, and through this we have made our own world. We create our reality, and that’s what’s important.
To the therians, the otherkin, the fictionkin, voidpunks, and all other nonhumans: We are strong. We know who and what we are. We know what this flesh conceals. One day, the world will see us for who we are and accept us as her children all the same. For now, we persevere.
Source: Eden: It's an Endless World! エデン
by Hiroki Endo
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I think we as a society don't appreciate cloth enough
need a robotgirl to shove a cable in my neck and run some diagnostics to figure out what the fuck is wrong with me
I don't have much but I DO have an open wound #OPENWOUND
I love personalization. I love stickers on water bottles and on laptops. I love shitty marker drawing on the toes of converse. I love hand embroidered doodles on jeans. I love posters on walls. I love knick knacks on shelves. I love jewelry with goofy charms. I love when people take things and make them theirs.
Me and my homies are getting influenced by demons later tonight if u wanna join
(bleeding from my wound) notice anythiung differebt about me ;)
i'm so sick of how ~biohacking~ has become this tech-bro-ass, supplement-grifter-ass, joe-rogan-ass, GOOP-for-cishet-men-ass, buttered-coffee-ass bullshit. back in my day, a biohacker was a weird goth enby who did terrifying diy surgery on themself on their kitchen counter so they could experience shrimp senses. as the gods intended!
she/they • call me squishy • moth • voidpunk -------------------------------------------------------- I don't want this sideblog connected with my other blogs, if you mention it on my others you will be blocked. this also applies to mentioning my other blogs here.
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