#Curved Horizon

[through-broken-eyes]

Well maybe I was destined to disappear 🖤

[robo-dino-puppy]

thornmarsh mist

[classycorekid]

goodbye chat im going to camp for a weeks here’s my wall deco

skibidi legolas

[axstro-stxarxs-2006]

MORE WALLAPAERS IVE MADE ALOT ARE OF MY FAV BANDS HEHEH

[categorised-art-tutorials-tips]

How to draw 1 Point Perspective (Part 2)

Credit: Etherington Brothers

[willowcrowned]

always fun when a medical professional points at an image of your bones and says ‘you see how that curves? yeah that shouldn’t be there’

[autumnalwalker]

A Dream About Horizontal Adjustment

We have just moved the planet into its new position.

It’s now a moon orbiting a truly massive gas giant, just like the last planet we moved.  The hardest part of this setup is getting the speeds of revolution and rotation correct to ensure an even day-night cycle.

My job is done for a while now and I take my leave on the previous planet we moved over here.  As I ride in a car with a friend of mine, I comment about how unnerving it is to have the gas giant constantly looming above, taking up half the sky.  Even worse though is the horizon.  Due to the planet’s size, it almost feels like standing in a bowl at times.  It’s disorienting.

My friend tells me that all the settlers from Earth always have the same complaints, but you get used to it eventually.

[alkalineleak]

rrgrrrgrrr (has to make decisions when drawing)

[the-alternate-realities]

[devilstown]

TYLER TAG DROP

[iliveinprocrasti-nationn]

hello midwesterners. i was in indiana for 7 or 8 hours yesterday. how do you live like that

[mothercain]

The Consequence of Audience

As I went there through the long, long wood, I felt no-thing and I was no-thing and I was at ease. The grey ash trees and their mottled plumage were as one with each other, curving and branching to form a ceiling overhead. There was wide separation between trunks, creating vast corridors stretching off in all directions before me, behind me, all around me. O, what praise I could sing of that never-ending dusk fall I spent between those oaks! None came with me, none came upon me, for I was alone and I was at ease. Yet came the day the trees broke, the corridor ended, and I was thrust upon the rocky expanse that was the Great Dark. There I saw first face and heard footstep, few and far between, but I was no longer alone. It was a shameful deed to carry these two naked hands as they clenched hotly, now in full display for all to see. I had never noticed them in the wood, for I was at ease. Here, the taut skin seemed to stretch and sweat, almost glowing, as if exasperated of their own grip. For as I wandered the Great Dark, there was not but grey, barren rock as far as any eye could see. It did make a passerby out of an observer. I saw them trudge by, fingers dipped into their open mouths desperate for wetness, the lolled tongue. There, in the wood, I was the watcher, but here I am nothing but displacing air. Yet, within the smothering toil of my apathy, I had heard the bell. Murmur of God between their slick, bent fingers ruffled the hair on the back of my neck. My muscles groaned against the weight of the skin around them, aching to be set loose. All at once, I saw, from where I stood, there rose a great dome atop a hill on the horizon before me. Yes, I saw it there with mine own two eyes! The white exterior peered at me with flat orifices obscured through the mist, barely distinguishable from the dark sky behind it, as though all the world beyond the dome was cut from the same slab, only slightly effaced. The convex roof sat atop a disk, held up by great ionic pillars circling the temple. Steps radiated out and down the slope, like ripples in a pond escaping a dropped stone. It was greater than life, greater than the wood, greater than all else which filled this dark, and my gullible delight was that it was all mine. Yes, all mine! One could follow me to it but they could not follow me in. My hands stretched outwards with an audible cracking in the bone as I crept forward there. I could not tell you the rest. I would not even attempt, for it would change no-thing. To know if I did go completely naked into the theater of the divine. If I did need for no-thing, want for no-thing. If I was then full to the brim, cylindrical pull slid through my gaping jaw into my endless throat. If I saw it there, shimmering through the veil like pearlescent oil over crystal water. If it heard me singing with every atom that formed me, through every orifice and wound I had, polytonal in my begging for it to complete me with the fifth. If it looked into me, saw how I needed to know what God knows and to be with him. If it spoke back to me in flat dissonance, “how couldn’t ye?” It would be of no good to speak these things to you. In what way I was still returned to the ground, even if beneath it, intact with my puerile need to repeat my-self and my mistakes. Who would not climb the wall for a peer over the edge? The cautionary tale is the fool’s errand, and I am no fool. I am as my hands are; twisting in on themselves and bursting at the seams. I can-not contain the ache for sensation, just as I could not contain the grief as I fell, nor the agony as I crawled my way back to this rocky countryside, and lo! I am on my way there again now. I am, I am, I am! But I will not tell you the visceral details, as you already know them. You all do.

It’s happening to every-body.

[robo-dino-puppy]

horizon forbidden west | talanah 18/?

[classycorekid]

this freak photobombed me..

[luulapants]

people looooove to act like the ocean is so special and sexy. "ohhh it's so wide open you can see seven miles to the horizon!" yeah illinois is like that too. "you can see the curve of the earth!!" i've seen it over harvested cornfields in illinois. "but there's waves on the ocean!" corn has waves too. there's even eldrich creatures as yet unidentified by biologists living in the corn. you're not special, ocean. you're not special.

[headlinehorizon]

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