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the establishment cries in icelandic, Your Soul Has No Arms, and so on and so forth.

The river flows calmly, meandering through the prairies and fields of another realm. On its bank sits a white wolf. It has no eyes, but it looks to the moon. There is not one moon, but seven. The eyeless white wolf howls, and the seven moons howl back.

The river begins to glow.


everything from here to there is f a d i n g

Hark! Time moves backwards.
The river vanishes, leaving the wolf to his own
devices.

it is not the beast we see that we fear. it is the beast we will become that we fear. panish


Interests

» Weird stock photos » Electro-swing music » Eastern philosophy » Confusing people with writing

Occupation

What is an occupation, if not a shackle that restrains us to an archetype? I build my identity not on what I do, but rather on what I do not do. So unemployed, basically.

Website

https://projectforay.webnode.com/


It's all a matter of perspective. Everyone is the hero of their own story, and the villain of another's.
— James