Профиль

When it’s all over, and you #arrive at the calm lip of a new and patient sea, remember the heart-openers, how soft; the dog’s muddy ear, a bat’s lemniscate, the greengage. The fanning lines from their eyes, sunlike rays you touched. To remember life this way is to greet a great dream. #vss365

So it turns out I’ve been on steroids long enough that I no longer make my own cortisol, you’d think this would lead to a serene and stress-free existence but☝️ you would be Wrong.

When I say billionaires and and the governments in their pockets are satanic, I don’t mean secret lizard basement cults. I mean the ones calling themselves Christian and inverting the Gospel. Taking money from the poor and spending it bombing kids, withholding medicine from the sick. Well-poisoners.

Vinted listing for a Hooklander: www.vinted.co.uk/items/952910...

Blackthorn Lore and the art of Making Walking Sticks | VintedBlackthorn Lore and the art of Making Walking Sticks - Illustrated paperback book by John Murchie Douglas. Good used condition.www.vinted.co.uk

First image in your camera roll to make you laugh out loud

Hold the Knork to my throat as you try to get the password (Isolde) out of me your voice low and dark as charcoal your breath warm against my ear as we hear footsteps approaching or don’t waste my time.

You’re know you’re getting on when you’re re-watching a period drama and instead of being focused on Henry Cavill going at it like a beautiful hammer you’re thinking ‘god I’d love that fireplace’ or ‘that’s actually very cheap damask’

Good morning from the corner of the room affectionately known as Marytown.

Shame is a dead garden, nothing grows there! For the red sails of the poppy’s little ships, the hollyhock in marvellous explosion, you have to find your way out, to #ascend from that cremation ground, a handful of good earth at a time. #vss365

Finally figured out the trigger that turns my boss Chaotic Neutral every Friday afternoon. It’s printing the parish newsletter. The printer starts up and wall to wall adhd carnage begins, like activating a neurodivergent sleeper agent or feeding a mogwai after midnight.

Princess to tower, spindle to apple. The #shift comes with wolfish teeth a-peeking. With a healthy tail, throat full of salty song, with an empty coffin and seven piles of unwashed laundry. In the shoe fits, break glass. #vss365

Downloaded GhostTube to see if any le spookies in the house and someone in the Netherworld immediately let me know they were on my team.

Not to be to morbid on main but, does anyone have an idea what the fastest lights out in human history was? I heard that the Oceangate submersible implosion was faster than vaporisation by atomic bomb, I don’t know enough about physics to know if this is true.

I AM TRYING to live in Franciscan harmony with God’s hairy and many-legged children but Sheila Atelegge just dropped out of a pair of trousers I had on the floor and

The Red Admiral sails on, past the paling lavender and her crown of bees, over the fig tree pouring sugar into purple bags. This pilgrimage through life absurd, suddenly, choked with things and their greedy thingness. Give it all away. Take the #road invisible and crowded with butterflies. #vss365

For her feast day, my (still unfinished) mixed media icon of St Mary Magdalene. ‘…for she loved much’ ❤️‍🔥

Yellow grasses roll somewhere at the end of asking, that broad road full of kicked-up wishes. One last prayer there, gilded spear in forever flight. ‘Bless you, O gate of paradise, O my soul, make my heart like unto your all-seeing heart’ Just married, the ribbons float in the #tailwind #vss365

Honeysuckle in our eyes, we talked around the day, light on horseback, slow as it was before marvel of wire and switch. A #turn around the dial, all stony shadow and that iron finger upwards, warning: ‘Vigilance for the hour you do not expect’ meantime, ours full of sticky purple flowering. #vss365