#dreameranddancer

ignore dreameranddancer

That's a super cute story and King is a super cute octopus~ Who are the other sea creatures on your bed?

Uhh, the Bat Ray is Finwig. Finwig is from the Monterey Bay Aquarium and he was my rock through most of my American travels.

tic-tac anon is still a mystery, a strange polite mystery

I found a video clip in the pre youtube days beyond that i think mmmaybe i heard him in an AMV clip? and that's what got me looking his comedy up? probably

i used to love totodile for some reason let's go with that

bonzananza said: bless you you sweet potato

So, there was this "If I was a God, what kind of God would I be" thing earlier that a good friend chucked up and I responded to. Because I am fucking insane, it's been niggling away at me all day.

So, here is the expanded Mythos for the Dreamer and the Dancer

The Dreamer: When artists suffering from loneliness, anxiety or depression find themselves unable to create any more art, they will quite often find, on their doorstep on a rainy day, a small kitten or puppy. The animal will be about 10-15 weeks old, just off nursing, and try as the artist might they will find no owner, nor any shelter with room. 

With no choice but to adopt the little pet, they will find the animal immensely affectionate, offering them a cheerful reminder of the good in the world when they are feeling down. 

After a month, as the pet sleeps on the artists bed, the artist will begin to dream incredible dreams, reinvigorating their craft and inspiring them to new works. 

The Dreamer will stay with them in this form for twelve months, before disappearing when they are no longer needed; perhaps by the arrival of a new friend or lover who can take over.

The Dancer:

When the artist has been visited by the Dreamer, they will find themselves reinvigorated with their craft. Afterwards, however, without ever knowing anyone or the work of anyone else visited in this way, the artist will include in his or her work a figure the same as one in each other artists work. 

Sometimes this figure is a man, sometimes it is a woman. Sometimes it is a warrior, sometimes a nurse, or queen, or lover, or even a mystical form in the waving of trees or the blowing of clouds.

In all these images, the figure is called The Dancer; not because of how it has been drawn, but because of a sense of movement, of energy that transcends the rest of the image, as though the figure was merely stopping by, passing through the painting as it was painted and caught for a moment on the canvas. 

The One Being:

What did you do to him now?