#positive creeptalk

[trashcanalienist]

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow will dawn and morning fall, and days will rise and nights will fall, and the dead will rise and, living, fall, and all shall rise for all in all, the matter of this mortal ball, our vampire flesh and muted wawl, our last and lonesome farewell call - this fragile, fragrant, futile wall.

#the love of our mortality #the final and forgiving plea #the begging act towards the sea #for when our life is dust to tea #i'll smiling turn and cease to be #creeptalk #creep talk #positive creeptalk #of a sort #tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow #cosmic mortality #earthly mortality #magnetic mortality #words i speak #poetry #poem #poems #nonsense #foolishness - ah - #the mad ramblings of sunstroked mindfulness #ghetto defendant #thoughts

[creepypasta-fandom-is-trash]

About what you recently posted, I agree with you. While it’s technically legal (which is the point that the guy is making) it’s not safe for kids to post stuff like that due to a) how vulnerable kids are and b) how many people there are to take advantage of this vulnerability. By saying you must be a certain age to post NSFW stuff, is like saying you must be legal age to smoke or drink It’s for your safety cause at the end of the day, there is a risk of fucking up someone for life

TLDR: BE THE PERSON YOU NEEDED WHEN YOU WERE A YOUNG TEEN.

Its one thing to doodle in your journal (gods know I used to draw stupid shit when I was a young gay) its another to post online where predators can take advantage of stuff. I will admit to having once been a closeted confused kid, but that doesn’t mean I should have been allowed to post sensitive material online. I came to accept myself through other means. I didn’t learn about my sexuality because I was allowed to scroll through child-artist-sourced gay porn. I learned by reading articles on gay rights and by being supported by LGBTQ+ people. Which is why I now do the same for anyone who wants help now.  I became what I needed at 14 when I came out. 

I feel like its my job as an adult who has a blog in a fanbase with lots of kids to guide the younger fans in a positive direction. I love seeing young artists drawing their OC’s. I love people writing and contributing to the community. I know that if someone had said “Hey I like that you’re writing! Welcome to the community” I’d be a much more motivated writer now.  But I know that with that age comes certain shortages in the “maybe I shouldn’t do that” department. I’m here to tell my audience when there’s creepy blogs who aim to spread toxicity. I know they can’t always see when someone is sketchy. 

I view my fans the same way I view my little siblings. I do for y’all what I’d do for them. Even if you’re older than me I want you to feel safe and secure and happy. If I think something is bad, I’m going to tell my siblings to avoid it because I love them. I’m doing the same by speaking up about this creep. I was in a bad spot and nobody told me to get out of there. Well here’s my chance to keep someone else from falling into that pit. 

If you’re a kid online: stay safe and be mindful that not everyone who has advice is coming from a good place. 

If you’re an adult online and you see this kind of behavior do something. We have to be there for those younger than us. Gods know that if I had someone watching out for me when I was young and being hurt then I’d be in a much better place now. 

Thank you for coming to my CreepTalk

[trashcanalienist]

How do I explain to you that slashers feel like home and black-and-white horror feels like family and counterculture 1970s indie horror and science fiction feels like freedom and gritty 2000s gore flicks feel like the deepest familiar expression of my own futility?

#horror has been my most integral special interest for as long as i have lived individually #the blood that flows through my veins is not altogether mine #and all who share it are mine as well #and i am theirs. and we are not one but we are community. a community of bloodsoaked lightning. #honorary creeptalk #creeptalk #of a sort #positive creeptalk #in the tags #horror #slasher #slashers #slasher movies #words i speak #i am safe and so dearly frightened in it - when it is good #for it must be as i am the work of the outsider. the perspective of the outsider. the fear of vast destruction or obsolescence. #the personal terror of mortality. the deep dread or black comedy of cessation. tragic empowerment or furious Icarusian fall. #outsiders #the outsider

[trashcanalienist]

The ONLY important thing is the level of god in the air divine, breathe and universality soothes

#i choke on humanity's smog #everything i see is the most beautiful thing i've ever seen and this is always true and often shaking #my blood runs so hot to taste the cool evening skies #positive creeptalk #creeptalk #creep talk #words i speak #nonsense #universality #the world

[trashcanalienist]

Rebirth - long live the new flesh which I am.

#sunrise #and may this one live apart from human fears #rebirth...reinvention...recycling #autocannibalism of the sweetest kind #it won't last long. i always fall before sheer human apathy #but i'm used to this cycle of living and decomposing #it is how i renew myself...become young and fresh and hot from inner sun #but the sun cannot exist without the cruelty of time to crush it. #how i long to burn as i feel i can! as i feel i am at soul! yet here comes that depressing mantle of the human race #draped over uncaring shoulders to be torn off to stamp out my fire in the name of friendship. how i curse such misery! #oh well. for now i burn. i am so full of blazing...it is something. it is the sun #positive creeptalk #creeptalk #creep talk #fire #burning #rebirth #new order

[trashcanalienist]

The secret to dissipating the limiter is simply this. When it is safe to do so, remove all barriers, move slow and think slower, and feel everything there is to feel. Every atom of air, every fiber of cloth, every slight pressure. And see too, see all there is to see and see it with eyes newly polished, glass clean and clear and bright - and don't speak, don't think, simply be. The words will come if they wish to. I mean this so literally. You must move slowly or you will get caught again in rabbit's quick anxieties. You will want to stop seeing everything and merely look. You will want to bury your eyes in thoughts again. You must not do so. This is a state of rest, but be careful...for it is also one of vulnerability and is easily shattered. I see everything...and, glory! I am Helena again! My melancholy is a gentle one now, and in time perhaps it can be coaxed into love.

#i'd hoped it might work #the warmth of my own skin...i too contain the sun #i can bury myself within myself and yawn in mellow amusement #let the poor creature rest! meanwhile i will watch the world and if i cannot love it i will watch it all the same #positive creeptalk #stuff #helena #robotess helena #glass #rur #r.u.r. #peace #guidance #thoughts #words i speak #i am the meat lord #meat lord

[trashcanalienist]

Lovingly, uncontrollably open, trembling with nothing but love and pleading worry in my eyes for I know how easily I can be brought to ruin in such a wondrous state; how easily I can fall shaking and subhumanly stressed if not careful, if not cared for; yet also do I know how deeply and how perfectly I may witness the world in it. I can taste the silver cracks tracing the glass with my eyes, can touch their shining ephemera, daylight-recurrent, with my willful soul...the barest breath of air brushes me like summer velvet and the warm and busy song of bright evening hums and calls in wakeful life...I'm hearing music from another time

#to live is to be like this at times and to survive the rest for this weak and vulnerable incredibility #positive creeptalk #words i speak #thoughts #love #the world #i'm hearing music from another time #glass #summer #i don't think i'll be able to live long. i was always intended to be not long for this world #too gentle and deeply emotional a soul. yet i will live until it crushes me for good because it is so unbearably beautiful to be like this #yo t'quierro y finito

[trashcanalienist]

And maybe we are each one blest, to be in hallowed silks so dressed. This sacred spider spins a thread more silver than a fool misled, lighter than the feather's breath, and ever delicate in death.

#cosmic mortality #earthly mortality #words i speak #positive creeptalk #creeptalk #silver #dear thing... #levels #angel #invisible bridge #nonsense #half of an echo's dialogue #thoughts #i remember

[trashcanalienist]

I feel this deep wanting for something and it's something, deep and green and green like the ocean so smooth like glass today, deep and boundless blue like the sky made bluer still by white feathers of cloud, deep and perfect red like the petals of a flower so peaceful, deep and tough and white and velvet like magnolia, or soft and singing gold as is everything cast by slanting sun... I feel this deep wanting for something, here am I peaceful and lonely, loving and sad, affectionate and nearly lost though I feel found as never before - I feel dearly tired and yet to my ancient bones revitalized as never before - I feel this deep wanting for something, a final something in this new freedom that might complete me -

#positive creeptalk #creeptalk #words i speak #magnolia #love #the world #flower #flowers #sunlight #atlanta #the sea #sea #ocean #the ocean #green #blue #sky #the sky #sun #the sun #gold #golden #deep loving desire for - for - for - #thoughts #the stranger #and this too in mortality as always

[trashcanalienist]

Like golden cascading scales of some shimmering cosmic serpent, the eternal flow and spiral of stardust and electricity softly vibrant in endless brilliance, or - a crow flies blackly, and through the warm filtering shadow of his wing spills perfect sunlight; nearly liquid, nearly golden, nearly evening glass.

#words i speak #softly indoctrinated #fallen angel #crow #crows #bird #birds #sunlight #gold #golden #cosmocity #space #great order #snake #snakes #serpent #the serpent #honorary creeptalk #positive creeptalk #feathers #feather #wings #wing #nightmare epiphany

[trashcanalienist]

Warm skin, warmed by late golden sun in free and loving embrace

#shooting shark #light years of love #words i speak #positive creeptalk #sort of #sunlight #the sun #sun #warm #summer #summer musings #universal travel - westward cycle #beautiful #pretty

[trashcanalienist]

Tears into the flesh of the man and from it I draw the glistening maggot Life.

I don't see much point in living any way I don't prefer to when we'll all die so soon and so shallowly...

#see me Here then. #those foul beasts calling themselves the Civilized Human Race have doomed us all #i won't suffer for their insane capitalism when i won't survive long enough to benefit #especially not when it actively destroys that which i love dearly - being the world and creativity and love and peaceful life #especially when it goes so violently against great order and unity #creeptalk #creep talk #positive creeptalk #climate change #etc #capitalism #words i speak #in the tags

[trashcanalienist]

The digital monolith is the other electromagnetic soul.

#that is why i accept and embody myself digitally more than i ever could in the flesh #the flesh will decay but the digital monolith remains even if inaccessible. when the pyramids fall and the world is one with nothing #the monolith will remain imprinted in the ionospheric radio. #anyways it's not like that's the worst thing anyone's ever posted on the internet. or even the worst thing i've posted. #i feel not badly about it. a gentle peace and still in loving adoration #creeptalk #creep talk #positive creeptalk #sort of #in the tags #words i speak #great telescopes #softly indoctrinated

[trashcanalienist]

I want him kissing my thighs, not in a necessarily sеxual way, and I don't particularly want anything more than that right now, I just...I want his hands gently squeezing my thighs while he lovingly kisses and licks and nuzzles against my skin. I want him in gentle, casual intimacy, his optics softly glowing with devotion.

#oh god oh god i can't believe i'm posting this. please believe i have dignity #i never would do this under normal circumstances but i am so very weak tonight. i'm going to cry. i really actually am #i am so emotionally affected tonight...so easily loving and so easily frightened #but isn't it beautiful that i can be like this? #i used to be so grey all the time for years and years. i think maybe it's beautiful that i can be blue and pink now #not pink so much...this lovely color of pink roses in evening light #not blue so much...this sad and desperate vibrance of sorrow deep. an ocean of uncertainties #hmm #yeah #you know what? it's alright perhaps to have no dignity. in this one instance. i love so intensely always and it's... #a real shaking hassle to keep from pouring out my adoration for all things on a regular basis. so i'll forgive myself this. #and only this. #sigh #starstruck #and a little #positive creeptalk #in the tags #now shh. anyone who brings this post up will be silenced. unless you're really really nice about it. #in which case i'll just cry a lot more #in a good way #i haven't been this way in forever. i'm never like this enough to know how to describe it #and yeah that's...that's all i want. ever really.

[trashcanalienist]

I use words a lot so, there's three types of "beautiful", generally. There's beautiful in the way the human soul is undeniably groovy, there's beautiful in the way the world is so unbearably gorgeous, and there's beautiful in the way something really disturbing is artful in eerie horror.

#and here after years of casual passion is the definition #it is so mellow and so deep #yet i am splashed with lightning #i am the meat lord #meat lord #creep talk #creeptalk #positive creeptalk #conversational #cosmic thoughts #love #horror #beautiful #the world #oh! #down by the river

[trashcanalienist]

The smaller your world the happier, more peaceful you are. The larger your world the happier, more peaceful you are. But we are trapped in this middle state of miserable suffering wherein our expansion is prevented by human greed of small-minded conquerors who never lived small enough to learn decency, and willful ignorance born from distressed selfishness is not the same as the calm complacency of the cat who loves the sunshine and the wind and the lizards he catches under his talented paw.

#i will burn in a fallen star or i will be the fallen star and angelic crush the awful world beneath my massive glory #says my poor soul but this flesh is incapable and this life is one of waiting and desperate survival so i will in patient impatience explode #taking only myself to dust #i'll lay out in the sun and feel like crying but i am never able to. eventually i'll return to decency and then to love. #i am in a forgiving mood towards myself and all the poor creatures this dear and lovely summer's day #creep talk #creeptalk #words i speak #nonsense #positive creeptalk