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taxidermy jesus Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2025 10:41 am
bring back treasures from beneath the waters of ur subconscious
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2025 10:50 am
goofy dream last nite:
i noticed my roommate's dog had been unnaturally quiet
and after a short search, found the poor creature dead in the backyard,
stiff as a board, her eyes glassy and open, unblinking in the winter sun
I agonized over how to break the news to the household
and texted my roommate see if she could come home early
I lead her to the corner of the yard, where the dog lay
and my roommate began to laugh
"oh, I didn't need to leave work for this.
she's just put herself in stasis.
pop her in the microwave for about 40 seconds
and she'll be right as rain"
and sure enough, she was
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taxidermy jesus Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Dec 27, 2025 5:40 pm
taxidermy jesus goofy dream last nite: i noticed my roommate's dog had been unnaturally quiet and after a short search, found the poor creature dead in the backyard, stiff as a board, her eyes glassy and open, unblinking in the winter sun I agonized over how to break the news to the household and texted my roommate see if she could come home early I lead her to the corner of the yard, where the dog lay and my roommate began to laugh "oh, I didn't need to leave work for this. she's just put herself in stasis. pop her in the microwave for about 40 seconds and she'll be right as rain" and sure enough, she was this is written like a poem and it has me in its grips
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2025 2:57 am
okay i must bring this here before it is forgotten:
i had a dream that i was working in this nickelodeon themed hotel, like it was REALLY THEMED, orange foot shaped doors and all, wacky colors everywhere. Characters on every meter of wall. Like a slime-dipped nightmare.
Uncanny already, no way to escape, no sunlight. No sign that there WAS an outside, or that nature existed in this plane. Just pure decay, plastic musk and lightbulbs.
I think i was a housekeeper. But long story short, I came upon this orange foot-shaped door (last time i will say foot-shaped, i promise) and within I found this movie projector, projecting onto the wall. It was actually a time-machine, meant to go back and "fix" the past. Above the projector, an orange banner with Bugs Bunny's head and the text "Flesh ain't Free!" in cursive calligraphy.
what this means.... i don't know, but flesh aint free, doc. bottom line.
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taxidermy jesus Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2025 2:16 pm
FLESH AINT FREE
poetry is the language of dreams
i wonder what it means.... to fix the past
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Posted: Fri Jan 02, 2026 7:52 pm
taxidermy jesus FLESH AINT FREE poetry is the language of dreams i wonder what it means.... to fix the past seems so blatant, doesn't it? the weird part being this technology is at nickeloadeon studios cuz they are part of a bigger conglomerate that rules the world. ya thats just where we keep the time machine no biggie
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taxidermy jesus Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2026 12:53 am
scaredofgirls00 taxidermy jesus FLESH AINT FREE poetry is the language of dreams i wonder what it means.... to fix the past seems so blatant, doesn't it? the weird part being this technology is at nickeloadeon studios cuz they are part of a bigger conglomerate that rules the world. ya thats just where we keep the time machine no biggie maybe they control the time machine bc they control the narrative of our childhood
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Posted: Sat Jan 03, 2026 2:29 am
taxidermy jesus scaredofgirls00 taxidermy jesus FLESH AINT FREE poetry is the language of dreams i wonder what it means.... to fix the past seems so blatant, doesn't it? the weird part being this technology is at nickeloadeon studios cuz they are part of a bigger conglomerate that rules the world. ya thats just where we keep the time machine no biggie maybe they control the time machine bc they control the narrative of our childhood K THIS MADE ME stare into the mirror blankly....... nice work gahahhhahaa
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2026 12:23 am
01/07//'26.....
i had this intoxicating dream where these hot dykes were shoplifting wine for me... and all the drama and beauty that ensued. but it didn't hurt, i just felt fine, just like a dream.
heart xp
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2026 10:03 pm
tell the shoplifting dream dykes 2 visit me next. i need the wine.
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taxidermy jesus Vice Captain
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taxidermy jesus Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Jan 10, 2026 4:14 pm
I dreamt that giant toads, the size of wheelbarrows, began to appear all over the country
The state instructed citizens not to let animals or small children outside unsupervised, lest they be eaten,
and certainly, many such tragic instances occurred
but soon, a new message emerged:
evangelicals preached that the toads were a gift from god
that infants should be offered up to the toad, who would in time "return them anew"
in the belly of the Toad, the poisons of the outside world would be purified into a healing elixer
and when all Sin had been extracted, the children would spring forth from its mouth
and lead us into an age of Prosperity
radio pastors warned of how state was Afraid of losing its Power
should The People to know of the Cure, they would not be content to dwell in Poison —
that cartel of crooks and charlatans that operates society
could no longer peddle their snake oil and sugar pills after the Leap of Faith
for we would be Restored to the Path of God
a Path Illuminated by the blinding clarity of Faith
and so the State Lied
they Lied about the toads; they told us they were dangerous
they Lied about the pastors, and other Heralds of Truth, crucifying them in the courts and in the forums
they Lied to keep us from Freedom,
to keep us from Heaven on Earth, as it was in Beginning, in the days of Eden
and all it took for us to return There,
to our True home,
was One Devout Sign of Faith
for He has been Waiting to show us the Way through the Labyrinth
for a day when we might abandon our selfish Pride, and follow his direction Unquestioning
for if we Doubt...if we close our eyes to his Light
we shall stray off the path into the Darkness
and be lost to Hell forever
so now is the hour of truth:
Do you Trust in God? Are you Brave enough to Accept Paradise?
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2026 2:52 am
an evening with The Stone Man
a great silent fellow in simple clothes, his visage an austere stone mask, affixed with heavy bolts
he has led me into his hypogeum
he locks the door behind us
he speaks with the silence & i listen
he shows me his collection of empty things
dusty measuring cups and goblets
socks and coinpurses
the rough stone walls of the chamber are riddled with a labyrinth of tunnels
the architecture of insects
my hands and feet are bound, but I am not afraid anymore
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