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I whole ass just spent yesterday and this whole morning thinking this blog got deleted by accident and was trying to get help from the staff when my dumb ass legit just forgot my own URL and that’s the reason it wasn’t showing up. wow.

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FAMOUS FIRST LINES OF POETRY BOLD the ones that apply to your muse.

i saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked // tyger tyger, burning bright // i have done it again.  // do not go gentle into that good night. // the sea is calm to-night.  // let us go then, you and i, //  april is the cruelest month,  //  pretty women wonder where my secret lies.  //  there is a place where the sidewalk ends  // i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart) // two roads diverged in a yellow wood, //  whose woods these are i think i know  //  let us twain walk aside from the rest; // once upon a midnight dreary, while i pondered, weak and weary, // i taught myself to live simply and wisely  // it so happens i am sick of being a man  // i wandered lonely as a cloud // does it dry up like a raisin in the sun ?  //  o my luve is like a red, red rose  //  o captain! my captain! our fearful trip is done;  //  out of the night that covers me, // it was many and many a year ago, // you may write me down in history // do not stand at my grave and weep //  some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice. //  hope is the thing with feathers  // the wind was a torrent of darkness among the gusty trees, // no man is an island, // remember me when i am gone  away,  // i met a traveller from an antique land //  ‘twas brillig, and the slithy toves  //  this is thy hour o soul, // when we wear the mask that grins and lies, //  death be not proud, //  and death shall have no dominion. //  laugh, and the world laughs with you;  // the art of losing isn’t hard to master; //  to see a world in a grain of sand // is there anybody there? said the traveller // nobody heard him, the dead man, //  that crazed girl improving her music.  // come to me in the silence of the night; // where the mind is without fear and the head is held high // when you are old and grey and full of sleep,  //  in flanders’ fields the poppies blow  // i thought of you and how you love this beauty // life, believe, is not a dream // it may be misery not to sing at all, //  if starry space no limit knows  // come live with me and be my love, // had we but world enough and time, // my heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains my sense //  bright star, would i were steadfast as thou art– //  thou still unravish’d bride of quietness  //  how do i love thee? let me count the ways. // heaven is what i cannot reach ! //  my dear, my dear, i know  // in visions of the dark night //  shall i compare thee to a summers day? // break, break, break // she walks in beauty,  // i had a dream, which was not all a dream. // he clasps the crag with crooked hands.

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❝ … (10) THEY HAVE TAILS LIKE SCORPIONS, AND STINGS; AND IN THEIR TAILS IS THEIR POWER TO HURT MEN FOR FIVE MONTHS. 11THEY HAVE AS KING OVER THEM, THE ANGEL OF THE ABYSS; HIS NAME IN HEBREW IS ABADDON, AND IN THE GREEK HE HAS THE NAME APOLLYON. 12THE FIRST WOE IS PAST; BEHOLD, TWO WOES ARE STILL COMING AFTER THESE THINGS. ❞

ABADDON IS A ENTITY FROM THE BIBLE. REVELATION 9 - 10 HE CAN ALSO GO BY THE NAME OF APOLLYON IN GREEK WHICH TRANSLATES TO “ THE DESTROYER .” HE IS SEEN IN THE BIBLICAL BOOK REVELATIONS, WRITTEN BY ST. JOHN. THE ORIGINAL HEBREW, ABADDON, LITERALLY COMES TO MEAN “PLACE OF DESTRUCTION” BUT IN THE CHRISTIAN SCRIPTURES DESCRIBE HIM AS AN INDIVIDUAL PERSON. IN THOSE DESCRIPTIONS HE IS KNOWN AS THE KING OF THE BOTTOMLESS PIT THAT HOLDS LOST SOULS AND COMMANDER OF A VISCOUS PLAGUE OF LOCUSTS. IN ALL OTHER WORKS OUTSIDE OF THE CHRISTIAN BIBLE HE IS IDENTIFIED AS THE ANGEL OF DESTRUCTION, LEADER OF THE APOCALYPSE , AND ONE OF THE CHIEF CONTROLLERS OF THE UNDERWORLD THAT IS ALMOST EQUAL TO SATAN HIMSELF. I PORTRAY HIM AS A ARCHANGEL. 

TENSION UP IN THE HEAVENS BEGAN TO BUILD AS THEIR FATHER HAD UNVEILED HIS CREATION OF THE LITTLE HAIRLESS APES, LATER TO BE KNOWN AS HUMANS. MICHAEL, A USUALLY CALM AND GENTLE TEMPTED ELDER ANGEL, BEGAN TO GET INTO A BIT OF A POWER STRUGGLE WITH LUCIFER, THE MOST BRASH, LOUD ONE OF THE BUNCH. ABADDON THEMSELVES WERE TRYING TO AVOID IT FOR THE LONGEST TIME, HIS MEMORY SHOULD HAVE FADED AFTER CENTURIES OF LIFE AND EXPERIENCE BUT IT HASN’T. HE REMEMBERS EVERY MOMENT, EVERY PAINFUL SCALDING BURN OF STREAKING THROUGH THE SKY, RIPPING THROUGH THE ATMOSPHERE AND THE IMPACT SHATTERING WHAT COMPASSION HE HAD LEFT. ABADDON REMEMBERS IT ALL AS IF IT HAPPENED ONLY MOMENTS AGO, HE STILL BEARS THE SCAR FROM BEING CAST OUT. THE LIGHT AND WARMTH OF HIS FATHER THAT USED TO BRING COMFORT, WAS NOW BESTOWED UPON MICHAEL AND BEING USED TO SMITE HIM FROM HIS VERY HOME, ALONG WITH EVERYONE ELSE THAT DEFENDED OR SIDED WITH LUCIFER, AND MY GOD HOW IT BURNED. HE COULD NEVER FORGET THAT FEELING, HE CLINGS TO IT LATE AT NIGHT AND NO MATTER HOW MUCH HE WANTS TO LET GO OF THAT HATEFUL FEELING HE HAS HIS CLAWS SUNK IN DEEP, IF HE WAS HONEST THE FEELING HAD IT’S CLAWS DEEP IN ABADDON AS WELL. 

THE DESTROYER’S EMOTIONS MUST BE AT LEAST SOMEWHAT CONTAINED, LUCKILY WITH AGE HE LEARNED TO CONTROL THEM SKILLFULLY, THUS SAVING THE EARLY PLANET FROM COMPLETE AND UTTER DESTRUCTION. THE VERY HUMANS THAT HE WAS CONDITIONED BY LUCIFER TO LOATHE AND DESTROY, SOON BECAME QUITE INTERESTING AND WITHOUT REALIZING IT THE DESTROYER HAD BECOME INFATUATED WITH THEIR GROWTH AS A SPECIES. HE WAS INVOLVED WITH THEM ON A DAY TO DAY BASIS BUT HE HAD TO BE, HE WAS DESTRUCTION PERSONIFIED AFTER ALL. THERE WERE TIMES THAT HE SILENTLY SWORE HUMANITY WAS GIVING HIM A RUN FOR HIS TITLE AS THE GOD OF DESTRUCTION, THEY WERE AND ARE SO STRANGE AND CARELESS TO HIM BUT HE BEGAN TO GET A BIT TOO INTEGRATED INTO THEIR CULTURE AND ONCE THE MORNINGSTAR REALIZED THIS, HE SNATCHED UP ABADDON AND PLACED HIM TO WORK ELSEWHERE, OUT OF SOCIAL CONTACT WITH HUMANS. INSTEAD HE DOES PAPERWORK, HE IS THE FINAL JUDGE ON WHAT RING THE SOULS GO, AND HE TORTURES SOULS TO CREATE BEASTS AND SUBORDINATES AND OTHER SPIRITS TO RELEASE UNTO THE MORTAL WORLD.

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i love how moses literally turned a stick into a living breathing snake and ramses is just like

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 ❝ —— YOU DESTROY EVERYTHING YOU TOUCH —— ❞

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*seductively crawls out of hell*

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that all aside I’m gonna do some tweaking on Abaddon just a bit. I also need to redo tags.

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Are you afraid of the dark because you can’t see anything, or because you see everything? https://www.facebook.com/narikkaphoto/

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A quick Wendigo tryout. Glad I got these nicely semi-mummified skulls. The odour isn’t that fascinating, but it sure should work when daddy’s making monsters for the weekend.

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"Abaddon, however, is an angel not of Satan but of God, performing his work of destruction at God's bidding", citing the context at Revelation chapter 20, verses 1 through 3. What the heck happened abs

❛ A h a h a ! -- Oh, you little creatures seem to think you know the answers to EVERYTHING. Not everything your species has preached has been true, just like not everything your species has preached has been false. -- ❜ 

 ❛-- But don’t you EVER presume to know what I’ve been through, don’t EVER presume that your little stories and lies you make up to blame other beings for your own hatefulness is all the truth that there is in the world. You sick, pathetic little maggot, you have no idea what I -- what my FAMILY has been through -- all for the sake of your useless, disappointing little species existing ❜

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( COYOTE ) 

So I’m unsure if anyone has noticed on my blogs but, there’s been a notable slow drop in my activity lately. Why that is will be under the cut.

First off I’d like to say that I’m sorry for my inactivity, I really truly love my muses and it’s been killing me that I can’t muster the motivation, or energy to be writing for any of them much currently. Second, no one is obligated to care, I know some of you will try to reach out to me because you feel like you have to, because you followed me or we talked a bit, this is incorrect. You’re not obligated to care just because you follow me, and you shouldn’t waste energy trying to help someone who’s as disconnected, and empty as I am right now. Save your energy for things you really need it for, save your happiness.

Lately my mood and mental state have been struggling, I’ve slowly stopped doing the things that made me happy, and have been pushing through the things that I need to do in order to survive. I’ve stopped drawing for the most part and like you may or may not have noticed, I’ve stopped writing almost entirely.

I do plan on trying to come back to my muses, don’t get be wrong, I love them so much and they help me and make me so incredibly happy. But right now, I just can’t do it, I can’t write something for your reply because I’m just so fucking tired. All I do anymore is sleep, eat, and scroll through tumblr, occasionally I’ll answer an ask or two and do school but that’s about it.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I don’t know why I’ve been so disconnected. Lately I’ve been disassociating, a lot, though it’s not quite as scary but just empty. I don’t feel much, the times that I do I just feel too much and it’s so fucking annoying.

This all could be because of the move from houses, the new puppy, and the realization that I’m an adult now weighting down on me all of the sudden. I have so many issues from the past that I have yet to deal with, and that’s no ones fault, or problem but my own. 

For now, I’ll be on slight hiatus until my mental status and mood are dealt with / improve. You are completely allowed to send in asks for my muses, I encourage you to, maybe it’ll help me but please don’t rush me. Please don’t think that I hate you because I haven’t responded, I swear on my life that it’s not that. I am so appreciative for you all being patient with me, I want to respond so badly but I just can’t lately. 

Part of me feels like I’ve failed you all more every day that goes by that I haven’t responded to your asks, or roleplays, this has all been feeling like more of a job than a hobby and I'm just so empty. 

This isn’t a goodbye, but an explanation because I think you all deserve one. I’ll be here and I’ll be trying to be active, but I can’t promise anything, not while I’m like this.

- Coyote

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A demon that writes messages on your mirror with blood but they’re useful messages. Like “remember you have yoga at 6 tonight”