Join us down at the Carnival!
Where reality itself has a tumbling act.
The AI seemed to think this is the arcane alien symbol you need to summon Yog Sothoth.
So there you are. Enjoy.
Some of us reach a level of alienation where we come to understand that it would be misleading to identify as human any longer. Never feeling truly at home, on land, sea, even in our own skin, it’s as if the very earth has rejected us. We become true extraterrestrials. Cast adrift on the cosmic winds, we surrender to the mutagenic power of cosmic radiation.
But this is not a sob story. This is a…
this is my kid. his name is color pencil and he was born about 2 weeks ago. he can already walk and speak and today he asked me what happened during the jfk assassination. i had to explain that i didnt know because i wasnt there. he was inconsolable.
“When 2 amorphous abominations really love eachother…”
When walls start talking…
Maybe it was the sheer isolation of being sequestered out here in the desolation of the Liminality, under some pretense of safeguarding a heart, that brought everything to life. It’s possible. Loneliness has an immense power, and boredom even more. When the mind is deprived of the interactions it evolved to facilitate, perhaps it is able to facilitate evolution to achieve interactions.
Cats catching some sun ☀️
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Galdrux. AI rendering
Galdrux is the spider-eye of the anticosm. He sits in his chaos web on the edge of the universe. Cosmic Horror psychedelic hyperrealism – Art generated by Artificial Intelligence using NightCafe Creator https://creator.nightcafe.studio/creation/ULDWZi57QJKvFLs0U5h9