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The whirlpool

Ecstasy is a hell of a drug,

No… not the one you consume at a festival in search of agape

The one that you experience unknowingly in the presence of a beautiful creature,

The one that you reach on mile 12 of a 15 target run

The one that you find while engulfed within another likeminded soul

The one that asks for nothing back but burns your experience/memory of regular happiness

The one that you miss…

Even when you’ve received exciting news,

When you’ve rekindled lost love,

Mended your flaws, and thought you would finally be beside it again

So… you search

Is it hiding behind the meaning of your daily struggles?

Is is hide in your familial or passionate relationships?

Is it at the bottom of a barrel, (whichever one fits)

Or will it show itself again if you tried desperately to recreate your first encounter

Somehow, it feels like the horizon

you can see it, but never grasp or reach it

And now you’ve done it…

You’re the Gallic that went to search for the edge of the world,

Orpheus gallivanting through the underworld in search of his true love

The light chasing the darkness

Life… looking for his mistress death

Stuck in a whirlpool of actions, consequences, reflections, regrets, premonitions and melancholy

The beauty lies in the understanding of your chase, cause it can itself be the very thing you are missing

Unfiltered thoughts of a modern day addict (of life, death and all their gifts)

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The blindside of limitless

This is a post about polyamory

Yes, in the limitless boundaries of polyamory, there is an infinite access to love, an endless amount of bodies (when you’re ethical about it), the ecstasy that pleasure in this different forms provides… the beauty in the uncertainty of who you actually love the most, the endless love that encompasses all the facets of our complicated network of relationships

This is not a post about polyamory

They don’t see, that limitless love, also means limitless exposure to vulnerability, an endless experience of people’s emotions, pain, and carried baggage, the tinks that are needed to make ultimate pleasure happen (the talks, the patience, the trial and error), the fear that they may not love you back, or worse, just using your endless love as a pit to fuel their lack of access to love, and the fear that comes with not being certain of who actually has your back.

This is a post about love

Most people know the feeling of getting a heartbreak… whether it is a romantic, platonic, or familial. And some of us have that feeling many times in a lifetime, and some never, which is why we tell our friends and family going through those moments to just get over them. But those who have, know the depth of the pit(endless like the boundaries of love)

This is a post about the loss of love or pretended absence of it

Not many know how people in polyamory experience love, well, we do, but act on it differently. Many think that polyamory means the absence of love as a trade off to abundance, but in reality, they experience love just like you but just in a multitude of instances… this means that whenever you (in monogamy ) are vulnerable to a heartbreak to one person (whether due to unfaithfulness, lack of reason, or ego) the polyamorous, is exposed to the same within the multitude of relationships they experience.

This is actually a post about heartbreaks and goodbyes

I am poly, and as much as I talk about the goodness it provides, I’m here to say, that within the endless possible love, also lies endless hurtful goodbyes, heartbreaks, and ephemeral stories that need their endings…

In both good and bad, I experience all the things you experience in a monogamous relationship simultaneously in an array of connected emotions

Every loss is as hard and every meeting is as beautiful

Lover of life

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Letter to my green snake

I wish that I could see the world through your eyes,

The beauty, the hopes, the determination, the fight and the future that seems so clear

Still,

I wish you could see the world through my eyes,

Your beauty, your strength, the plausibilities, the infinity and all the concurrent futures that lay ahead

I…

The words roll around my tongue a couple of times when it comes to you

For just like you are, I want them to be perfect

Looking into you feels like the universe holding a mirror that reflects, what could’ve been

Love…

The one thing that I struggle to give myself… but you, you mastered the art of acquiring and providing it

Oh, how i wish I could see the world through your eyes

You.

The anchor to my stable mind, as short lived as it is sometimes.

The hope that happiness is real and tangible

The angel that thought this damned soul could also use some love

And slowly I learn how to give it back… genuinely.

Hope you get to read this, with those beautiful emerald eyes.

For I know that although everyone sees the Goddess you are

You only see the cute princess that has yet to deserve the things in her possession

Even fights her imaginary friends over the right to own real toys

Your only visible flaw is that you think you have one

I’ll keep telling you that even when you fight me

I’m deviant, so you’ll have to read in between the lines for my last words.

GH0STk!ng

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Blackbird in the mirror

Blending into every day life as a commoner,

Because your light would be too blinding for them,

Claiming selflessness as your only power

And all can imagine your provenance to be heaven

The servant smile shields your bloodthirsty eyes

Holding the strength of black wheatear

The common man sees a blackbird when you fly

And experience an euphoria free from all fears

And that’s enough

You take the pain away and change them for the better

But after a day full of giving, what do you give the bird in the mirror

Oh,how beautiful to explore your complexities to the letter

Your beauty, joy, sadness, and even taking strolls through your horrors

The savage beast feeds when the necessity arise

And the tamed when it is a convenience shared

Are you eating to the fill of your boundless light

Or nurturing the onlookers and living-off the spare

Will it be enough?

The beauty of smoke in mirrors stays undefeated

When you learn to do what is needed

Love shared is never spent, only reflected and multiplied

white tail or red beak, I feel joy when I see you fly

To my blackBird,

For when you feel like your back hits a wall, I’m close by bringing a sledge hammer, so just keep doing your best

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Where does entitlement really start?

Is it innate in us? Whether you’re high born or low/middle class you have this feeling that the world belongs to you? Or do we learn it when the people that love us flood us with all our desires as we go along life in big blue?

I’ve met people with nothing that actually like they should be given things they’ve never earned, and seen people who have never had to want anything live life as if they don’t deserve the things they’ve been blessed with. Of course there’s the group of people that act just like their upbringing say about them, the arrogant rich youth that get upset when they’re not just handed things on gold platters, and the starved youth content with the meal gathered from leftover plates earned from helping out at the local restaurant.

Human rights day was just a few days ago and I’m really wondering whether or not All humans deserve the same rights… that’s a harsh thought, I am well aware, but the idea behind my wondering mind is that when we all start claiming and requesting luxuries as basic rights, the world itself gets hurt by trying to satisfy all of our needs.

Full stomachs don’t mean anything when no one ever goes hungry, and money/valuables mean nothing when everyone’s got one, at least that’s what I’ve gathered from this reality… M theory says there’s a universe out there where no one ever needs or wants because they always have, truly, I wonder what that kind of world place value in? Maybe then we would focus more on personalities that reflect our ideas of Godliness? Or maybe they’re bland realities where no one ever gets motivated enough to achieve anything.

Alas, we live in this one and we have famine and excess simultaneously on different ends of our home(big blue or some families), and needing things gets us to move our feet and seek redemption and salvation in different forms.

Whether we deserve it or not. The only problem is that the mind and the circumstance are not always aligned.

Wait… did that make sense?

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Dark ideas stem from weird places, hopefully this chaotic mind can seem like straightforward thoughts to someone… someday.

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The calmest mind gives the most chaotic ideas

Here’s the one I had today

According to science time is boundless, the world is a circle(spherical) so when you go in one direction and never turn you’re bound to come back to the same point. Rain pours down into streets which irrigates it to rivers, who flow into bigger rivers which end in the ocean, so that the sun may evaporate the water into clouds… even our actions are boundless, the butterfly effect, the seeds of hatred that flourishes as war, the seeds of kindness and love that start and saves lives… we truly are connected, God is within us, every living thing under the sky is of God and the rest work in our favour, all things are made of the Tao and the Tao is everything, the constant push and pull, between the forces, between souls and between the extremes… from the moment we are born, we’re walking towards our deaths, we are either so bad that we hurt the people around us, or we are so good that we start hurting ourselves, some hang in the balance, neither good nor bad and seem to have lost the thrill of a life well lived, whole others swing back and forth and pray for moments of stillness… what should we strive for? Greatness at the sacrifice of good relations with our loved ones? Or a life full of love at the expense of never really knowing what your greatest feats could’ve been? Is the one life worth living more than the other? Or is the fact that we can only see other people and not ourselves messing with our perspective?… to be within and without, being aware of other people and their impact on you, while also being aware of ourselves and how we impact others, to understand the motions of emotions and feel empathy when the world lashes onto you, but also understanding that everything starts with one and that you need to stand your ground when the majority ideals feels wrong… the social creatures able to survive in loneliness, the selfish conscience that managed to build families and societies in order to be infinite.

What starts ends just to start again, within our sight we have yet to see the limits… but our intuition tells us they’re close by, so we seek where it all ends

Some simple thoughts brought together either create chaos and confusion, or peace and clarity… tbh it doesn’t matter where the individual leans to on the idea, I speak what the universe whispers in me… maybe one day it’ll all make sense

Until then…

We live and we die in our everyday lives due to hope or despair

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Is it odd that I find the most peace in chaotic places?

Should I be worried that whenever I’m in peaceful places, my mind rages in incoherent chaos?

Am I really seeking balance so bad that I always go against the current? If so, what’s the true aim? Feeling the contradictory thought constantly? Or finding a space where I am both?

Mr Carraway explained it best “feeling within and without“.

But hey, till I find the answer, you’ll find me sitting calm in loud spaces, and struggling to ease in the calmest places

Infinity doesn’t even scrape the roof of my limits

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—Lang Leav; from Sea of Strangers

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We relay our dreams to our children so they may carry the tradition, pass it down to their children who will do the same and our dreams can reach infinity…

Dear Mom and Dad, I appreciate all you’ve done… I notice the difference in my stride compared to the people I pass on the street, my chin never drops and some call it a superpower, all I know is that it’s my norm, so I can’t see it as something special… I’m thankful for the so called “high standards” that you taught me was just regular expectations and actions.

My name is fitting, because with what you’ve installed, I truly walk like an Angel in this world, a Demon to some, but regardless I fully feel like I’m more than human, or at least am aware of the influence my power can have.

Dear mom and Dad, although I am proud of the man I am, I’m sorry, because I surrounded myself with the type of people who are exactly the type of person you warned me to never become, worry not though, I obeyed your wishes and didn’t turn into that type of person…

The worry starts when I tell you, I instead became the person you’ve always told me to fear. He became my shadow when I was running from him and to my surprise, protected me against my foes and obstacles when they were unbearable, I finally found the strength to try to understand him instead of blindly fighting him. He lends me his strength and shadow, and I show him the light and share my love… an Angel and a Demon living in harmony

Guess overcoming your fears isn’t as simple as it is said.

But we’ve made it here GH0ST, let’s earn this crown together

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The current main society in our world/reality seems to influence and be influenced mainly by using music, sound and the available frequency channels that us as (earth) humans understand and rely on in order to perceive and communicate with the universe - how many times has a song, words, a poem, or even a speech helped you understand something about life, your past, future and your present situations? - if the answer to this question for you is zero, then I’m curious about the kind of life you live, must be opposing the one I’ve lived (I’m open to speak about it if you are…), if not and you’ve attentively experienced this aspect of the universe and your life, then you definitely must have an idea of the power of beautiful sounds (lies by a a hunter, romantic songs that sweep us off our feet, the sad or angry songs that relate just how we’re feeling, and the pastor’s worship song when we just need an answer in life and our present situations)

If you’ve experienced this impact by the frequencies and are aware of the impact of the world unto you , then you must also know that there are people who, like you, also understand this and take advantage of their knowledge to profit their chosen purpose (course) in the universe and have influenced or thinks of influencing the frequencies/sounds that come to your ear. Songs, pastors or social media messages, even the jokes or humour you experience, the words the thirst traps have in them (just a snippet of a song? Pay attention to the words), we’re constantly influenced with these sounds that another human desire to use to impact the universe in his/her own way, whether good or bad (good and evil doesn’t exist in my opinion, just actions, their consequence, and the probability of random actions) are always out there.

Do you indulge and try to keep an handle on how you want your life to go, by limit your range of influence? Do you just enjoy the pastures and hope that you subconsciously make the right choice? Do you believe that your fate has already been decided so you just hope that whatever you’re exposed to is necessary for the life you need in this world, or did you grab fate by your hands and decided to play this game without any frequency distraction (as hard as life without music probably is, I love the incantations in songs and soothing poems and stories) ?

Let’s chat, listen to the podcast for some nice topics or feel free to suggest new ones (will add a link in the bio… this is The Ghost Hour blog by the Gh0STk!ng himself, I’ll be reposting enticing images and attach an opinionated new caption that I hope people can relate or debate with. Let’s get out of the norm🙃

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What are you willing to do in order for you to achieve all you ever set your mind on. Dare to take a dive to your innermost self(possibly die) and emerge victorious ?

The Invitation - Darina Muravjeva.

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I've been working on this project for a while and I think it's time to show them off. These are propaganda/health and safety reminder posters for the Office for the Preservation of Normalcy, an organization that deals with the supernatural in a canon I'm working on. I have some lore I'm working on, but these posters will be the main thing that exists for now. The "sample" watermark is because I would like to sell higher-quality printouts and files in the future.

At this stage I'm looking for feedback. How do they look visually? Could a tagline be punchier? Please please let me know what you think.

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“Moaning Lisa”

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How do you dress the skeletons in your closet? Are they hiding in your clothes? Do you dress them in a way you can recognize them without losing yourself?

The Sedlec Ossuary, Kutna Hora, Czech.

And me^^