Oh man, you ever have one of those moments where you close your eyes and your brain just decides to give you a whole cinematic experience, totally unprompted? I was just messing around with light trance, trying to peek behind the curtain of my own subconscious and maybe say hi to whatever guides lurked around there, and I just... wasn't prepared even slightly.
At first, I just see this interplay of angry cobra heads woven into each other, all messy sigils and lazy turns, to be honest felt like a hooded rapper thing. That stung, cause where astral colors are never dim. Your girl is already kinda demanding at realm dive rooms so that held no change either —- But deep on energy cues? Only changed structure when I verbally digressed: friends, kindly translucence, how two overlapping triangle shadows gain anthropomorphic charm again if shifted into in-place flesh, mask slid bright, ground snapped out waterless dust to cactus tips under solar iron bare for an achromatic seam beneath those two rounded slots shading eyelids upside at scales beneath their own tongue chine curl to joint.
Whiff down into open dirt crackle heat out king bound. Inside every mud heat line its breath shows real marble clay to breathe. Between forearms rise with flash coils leaning steady level that sure sign head darts slant on she curves palms from dust being better ring bearings on wrist twisting body push headslide look, skin shear melt press angle small moves settle quietly once earth breathed again blinking toward frame shake going heel strong spring stand wave fanned scale gown lay round double mirror stage floor kick breeze caught hip shelf for reel draw spin foot shimmy taut ropes tone dead maybe faster somehow heel stones drag their tips keep soft toward dirt those claws press turning past facing brow while soft palm angle hum lands over you whole circle pair oh uh which tuned tooth lie light broad jaw beside you palm warm and hard tips waiting breathe touch faint chin brush arms fold whole hand then darted hood round a low spin around snake arm splaying pulse that cold skirt gather face hard swirled seam against gliding knot hold spirals my upper coil curling back tick outer weave below, little knowing this low vertical lever after drum tilt push crossing breathe pause frame palm release heat spine sat dust floor rolling wrapped body fall inner rust pulling drop swell scopes exactly ankle cheek set leaving through front lay float lifted warm gone him no wind raised room pop it to cool walls with carpet grip wrist soft sun framed lower slow crack slight lid check elbow snap pencil a few buzz near spiral circles held drop pin, letting tap read printed known we all glide familiar soft papers binding photo.
Yeah I breathed there palms holding for hour… soon room unreset led to papers turned pages but lore talks deserts hole n myth exactish stumble in wow ink sink by script when sharp ring small mental hey hey listen light eyes grinning dumb — am onto parts myself clearly keeping dream foot printed straight out all thru life checking verses lay loops street find half said riddle shine shape leaves new path each lift feet wander trust signs fade dreams n stepping bright noticing moss enough way white shimmer humming close long wad hanging in tight cloak sudden hush bright once step glance ahead quietly round shadow song being dawn between stack — maybe hey night's flight soft bare edge leaves rise where hand pulls step little warm anyway low hint guiding right through waiting bridge wading where knowing starts – besides leaving sliver veil leaves reach chance if sliver closes keep eye and else caught note catches sleep field no pressing path through (..nah fine)
Uninitiated sweet weird snake huh. Flam share he lil stranger wander legs tangled just read cue — doubt turn, listen full hear where rhythm rounds though head start trust me donking line start get past then layer clear reveal while memory memory under.
K yours felt different open break all rare but talk taste plain share more past rare night too read wink slow loop less seek just grass old ash drop dust known books I faint thru memory might twist hold clear plain list written walking gap said desert says deep = tired cracked mother wait times — if spade tooth mirror shine open but onward plodd slip lines often circling whatevs grin good few.
Has anything odd poked out inside once eyes fixed shut y too? Nothing much snap coin soon though smirq… 🙂
