You know what, no more fluff, no more happiness. Now, us people crave the ANGST. We yearn for the ANGST of the CATERPILAR MAN! YES WE CRAVE THE ANGSTT! ALL HAIL CLOWN WHO PROVIDES US THE CATERPILAR MAN! PRAISE!!! PRAISE!!!
Idk man, this is pretty polyester fluffy smhhhh
cw puppet polyester fluff
Sometimes ya gotta hurt the ones ya love the most smhh
Outside, around the stump, it was already full of interesting people: flies, slugs, small bugs, and caterpillars all heard the loud conversation in the palace and ran to find out what happened.
If anyone decides to ask me why I am a witch, I will tell them it's because of the woods. For surely there is magic and spirits that lurk amongst these trees.
If anyone asks me where I found god on Sunday during the last haunting season through the early dog days of summer, I'll tell them the woods. For surely the lobolly pine, haloed by the sun in the noonday sky, surely he was the sun god himself.
If someone chooses to ask me why I chose to identify myself as queer, I will show them these woods. For surely, these plants that twist and turn or stand tall in the midnight sky are less binary, these creatures that weave webs strong as metal but contort around my finger without hesitation if I choose to play home wrecker that day, surely there is less binary and more spectrum under these branches.
If someone asks me where I go to find who I am amongst all the other people, I will tell them the woods. For surely if all these atoms and molecules can exist in one place and time to eventually find themselves in my place and time, maybe just maybe I can learn what it means to meet others where they are.
I'm so glad I decided to look at old photos of my walks I used to take through the woods on Sunday. That routine really grounded me, and helped me to become more rooted after moving to East Texas. I don't think I'll pick up going every Sunday again, but I do think I'll start incorporating the woods back into my months, I miss seeing all the changes happen but doing it every Sunday did eventually take its toll and make it too routine. Those woods probably saved me, I don't know how but they did.
Sharpshot Nature .Com 02258-tod-051356 Caterpillar [Reblog from 2022]
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