Feb 9, 2023
Hello everyone, please have yet a third commission I got from the always fantastic @retroautomaton
Kidd showing his father drawing. I love my human L.D. I will never stop commissioning him in things.
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Hello everyone, please have yet a third commission I got from the always fantastic @retroautomaton
Kidd showing his father drawing. I love my human L.D. I will never stop commissioning him in things.
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After an eternity I took some time and do a proper regression. I used the same as when I first started all this. Despite some agitation that's been over me yesterday, I managed to carry it until I would have been driven to the life I looked forward to see. Surprisingly it hardly took effort. It was a tiny, almost insignificant scene but remarkable by its peculiar nature. Or this is the only way I can describe something like that.
I could see the workplace, cold, sunk in shadow yet illuminated enough as well. A thing here and a thing there, dust, lots of it. Not a mess to me anyway.
I was in the back and when I wanted to move forward hardly did I take a step when I heard my name spoken very softly, calmly, quiet but loud enough to hear. I tried to look around asking who was there but nothing came to show itself before me except for the little demon that heard me. Apparently he too told me there was no one there.
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I haven’t come here for a long time because I felt it would be useless. Not necessary this matter, but everything felt so, and my imagination wasn’t spared from the general state of sickness. I tried to remember more things, I tried to go into that state I used to drown into so easy, but failed with every effort. Still, once one lifetime opens, flashes turn into scenes, scenes turn into acts and I am given a role, I become part of the whole thing and, above all, I am not alone. Others come and they don’t go, they stay and show themselves to me as real, or so I think.
I am thankful for the amount of information we are given these days, even though they are the biggest curse I’ve faced since this thing started. The know it all god Wikipedia informed me of the existence of a particular person named Gian Giacomo Caprotti da Oreno de la Rosa Ramirez. I got a glace, or more, I got an idea, or two, I don’t know what the books have to say about this, but I haven’t seen such an agitated, quick, the Flash person since Silva Oana Popescu. Surprisingly, I didn’t mind, not then, now I would serve some valerian tea mixed with some lavender too take the Xanax with. Or would take the man as he is, who can tell, maybe we can’t tolerate some people but we don’t mind a certain person with the same characteristics as them just because they are our person? I am not yet capable of coming up with an answer to that.
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It is an eternal cloud of madness hanging above my head, raining drops of insanity every time I think I see the sun.
There couldn't be a better way to describe the moments unseen pictures are playes before your eye, the almost paralyzing excitement you feel when one finds himself before the movie he so far had thousands of trailes of it. Except you have no explicit poster, no main character, even the title is missing, yet there is a line hanging at the bottom, words vaguely describing what was coming like a motto.
Besides the biblical falling, through the centuries so many can fall, due to, themselves? Or is it the times? Doesn't matter, should say this before I had this turned into a diary. May still be too soon for me to speak, or to see the words as I see the pictures. Ignorance is bliss and I am forcing it, still denying what my instinct yells at me, looking forward calmer thoughts, thoughts that include simpler ways.
Needles to mention the failure as what I turned my face from, hit it as I deserved, making me to look it in the eye and accept the facts.
Becoming one more just to be where the one that mattered was is but another proof some destinies can't meet, or that it requires work, could be too much work for me now to do alone and every help I am getting I shamefully turn down. Apologies, but I can't drag others than me in this.
The people I met more than once are part of this puzzle which is far from being solved, but not far enough.
Tags hardly work here, I tried to sort by them but the app as much as the site suck big time so should I bother? Perhaps, after all, I wouldn't stand still until I would have done it.