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mindful-hempress · 8 hours
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An act of humanity... a rebellion against the mundane routines! Where silent nights bound me to take flight with sprouted stygian wings. Oh, to savor every moment beyond what reality perceives! My ears bleed quotes echoing from the wise, while I engage in delightful banter with demons that I will never disguise. Crouched bare on my knees amidst the moon's fateful arc, I am naturally sculpted into the velvety folds of dark, to be brined and suffice a wholesome rare spark. So I roam thorny fruit-bearing trees until I leave no trace. Only modest thoughts with delicate words spread cryptically in place, and from my wounds, I pour my heart out at last! Dripping poetic justice, unto stardew grass.
Walata M.
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mindful-hempress · 1 day
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“EVERY ACT OF CREATION IS FIRST AN ACT OF DESTRUCTION” PABLO PICASSO
Never again will I use this clay. Lame ass air drying clay kept cracking over and over again. So something that started out as a 1 week project got pushed into a corner, and slowly worked on for three months instead.
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mindful-hempress · 16 days
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The birds, the rain, and the sounds of the train right outside my windows. This should put me down fast!😴
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mindful-hempress · 16 days
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Listen closely, for the spirits of Dahomey's ancient kingdom speak with a mighty force that pierces through time itself. Their haunting hymns reveal a path that leads from the distant past to the present day, leaving an indelible impression on the mind. Though their presence is awe-inspiring, it's hard to shake off the feeling of unease that they evoke in the soul. Despite the attempts of shadowy beings and human misconceptions to diminish their power, these timeless spirits remain resilient and vivid, infused with an unyielding life force that defies all odds.
Walata M.
Amazing artwork by the wonderful and talented @stewacai !🫠🎨 Conjuring Spirits
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Conjuring spirits. 5x8. Pencil, color pencil and markers on paper. 2024.
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mindful-hempress · 16 days
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There are not many shows or movies that are made from video games that are done well, without screwing the lore of the game up. I started watching Fallout last night and as a gamer and as a Fallout fan from the beginning, I am excited. Everything so far is just like the games, right down to the stimpaks!
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Just a few screenshots from my game. And yes, I'm that badass walking around "The Commonwealth" with purple power armor!💜
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mindful-hempress · 16 days
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I have no need for diamonds and pearls when my crown is adorned with braids and curls!
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mindful-hempress · 17 days
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I have waited far too long and now she's pressed against my hand...“Think not of me as a fantasy which drifted you so close to forsaken land. With such spellbinding potency, this could never be an invocation of beautified imagery, nor brewed potions sifting ballads of love poetically.” She gently kisses me as she bares down her teeth, with a frightening yet hypnotic smile; and still I submit to her languid motions, ravishingly, chaotic, and wild. But she says this is no sorceress’ concoction. Then scripts me into her lucid form she calls beguile, and all the while she leaks with emotions, but it seems what she seeks is wholehearted peaks and unfiltered lines of bloody devotion.
Walata M.
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mindful-hempress · 17 days
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No instruments, just the sheer power of voices harmonizing together!
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mindful-hempress · 17 days
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So tighten your hold
Clasped around my throat 
So I taste all of you
As I drip on the floor.
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That smirk you wear
While you’re on your knees
Is only the first place
I plan to lay my lips .
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mindful-hempress · 27 days
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There are two sides to a coin, a simple flip of probability, endless techniques synced with duality; so why come to me as if I welded a sanctimonious key, delicately painting this angelic portrait you think you see, gently perched with a halo and alabaster wings?
Subdue this curiosity, indulge closer, unwary novelty; when slithering inside one's wildest dreams, it discloses deviant thoughts and libidinal screams, tainting the heart until I permit your release, but not before I explore beyond adjoined, to feed from your core through fruitful loins, consume all, pearlescent seeds, please, do not be naive, I only receive nourishment from worthy beings.
Now flow like the river branding eternity, be voyeur to earth-ployed wonders pirouetting raw proximity, slicing crucifixes into bound wrists and ruby knees, but I am not here to be your holy trinity. I dwell for blood and souls’ unraveled purity.
Walata M.
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mindful-hempress · 1 month
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Amid the fading tones that trail the fertile amethyst groves, below the cherry sunsets blossoming sweet kiss, betwixt the fleshy troves’ graceful dance with death into bliss, beneath tiptoes uniting silken stitch, it is here, now that our serotonin floods every inch, inducting us into a state of unadulterated content. 
Walata M.
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mindful-hempress · 1 month
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Spring has arrived! Let us indulge in the awakening and rebirth of the Earth. As the planet transitions from its dark slumber to warmer brighter days, a sense of balance and new beginnings emerges!
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mindful-hempress · 3 months
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"Cause no other garden is so special like this, black roses in my garden."
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mindful-hempress · 3 months
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Promise of a Storm
We fought
To the end of Spring.
Took all we could handle.
We were delayed, we were hurt and hobbled
We were slow.
Some storms better compromise
into combative neighbors.
Grudges are no shelter
in bitter weather.
...lowland woods and the dams of dry times were swept away as creatures of all shapes and kinds sought escape from churning floods, but somehow they've thrown it over.
Douglas A.
Storm up a Promise
We drowned
In the shallow rivers.
Bled out on muddy banks.
We were dazed, we were sunken treasure
We were Youth.
Even pristine Fountains banter
with murky waters in the rain.
Memories seek refuge
on stormy nights.
...thornish glaze guided the deafening wails of madness across ravaged landscapes as chilled frames deemed warmth to battle pillaged reservoirs and aqueous strikes.
Walata M.
Gif/Artwork by me WM
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mindful-hempress · 3 months
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Pinterest/Robot Story
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mindful-hempress · 3 months
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What better time than now? My cup runneth over; steeped leaves creativity. An invitation for curiosity, to simply lay with me in emerald fields sown together with kaleidoscopic palls, titled lilacs, and overgrown poppies.
Blended symmetry, resting on tongues, ebbing midnight tides to dredge up crashing shores spontaneously, but ask yourself, what do you truly want from a fiend like me?!
Walata M.
Background beat from LU/ Bright White Sky Blue
Artwork by me
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mindful-hempress · 3 months
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"I caught the Sun!"🔆🎵🎶
A full week of snow, rain, fog, and crazy temps, but just for a small moment, the Sun came out to play!
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