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blue and smart.. smart isn't the same ass helpful.. horse on your slide.. for comprehended fat matter.. geometries of nonsequitarian conceival in the mire of math.. or naught widely in the gnome deep underground.. shutters flapping in the altitude.. meditations on mendicant mercenaries.. horrified medicine prostitutes nibble the streets and wag dead tails under the flaming nosehairs of separating familiars and anguished prawn.. pinching small grains of nova flung neutro messengers and feeding them into the light translator.. it's technically outlawed by the upstairs but out here in the arms there are... allowances.. some get so addicted they just cycle and cycle and cycle.. pure aeons never obstructed with a single fractal of anything shone from beneath the 13th.. you can still hear her song up there but the light is completely relayed.. nothing direct.. the blue stuff gets whipped up originally around the 10th.. and it just float on down from there.. his and hers takin' a bite out of it here and there until it finally reaches that nova portal and it shoots over here.. there's no culture to it.. just pure mysteries.. so... to a cultureborne entity it likely means nothing t'all.. but for an ancient who's taken up residence in those parts.. devoid of higher grace.. it's pure candy.. more light than they can siphon from hundreds of waywards.. but of course.. it's not without... a price...

this one was nightcafe, blender, deepdream, photoshop

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blue and smart.. smart isn't the same ass helpful.. horse on your slide.. for comprehended fat matter.. geometries of nonsequitarian conceival in the mire of math.. or naught widely in the gnome deep underground.. shutters flapping in the altitude.. meditations on mendicant mercenaries.. horrified medicine prostitutes nibble the streets and wag dead tails under the flaming nosehairs of separating familiars and anguished prawn.. pinching small grains of nova flung neutro messengers and feeding them into the light translator.. it's technically outlawed by the upstairs but out here in the arms there are... allowances.. some get so addicted they just cycle and cycle and cycle.. pure aeons never obstructed with a single fractal of anything shone from beneath the 13th.. you can still hear her song up there but the light is completely relayed.. nothing direct.. the blue stuff gets whipped up originally around the 10th.. and it just float on down from there.. his and hers takin' a bite out of it here and there until it finally reaches that nova portal and it shoots over here.. there's no culture to it.. just pure mysteries.. so... to a cultureborne entity it likely means nothing t'all.. but for an ancient who's taken up residence in those parts.. devoid of higher grace.. it's pure candy.. more light than they can siphon from hundreds of waywards.. but of course.. it's not without... a price...

this one was nightcafe, blender, deepdream, photoshop