the victorious

Date the being who is always there. He does not follow, but he is a friend and he will always be there. he does not know but he is waiting for you to talk to him.

I miss my home among the stars, the planets, the cosmos. I wish to retake my throne, but I feel as though my home has forsaken me

Date a lovely space god with quite the soft side.

Date a young wandering god, who plays acoustic guitar with eternally ash covered fingers.

date a chaos god, they rule the realm in the abandoned basement. let them make you a god too. stare into their chaotic eyes and let them wrap you in a cape made of feathers and purple fabric

Date the voice from the forests of your dreams. The echo that escorts you as you wander trough the broken lights and shades of the unknown groves. The presence that embraces you as the nightmares draw closer. Date the voice that whispers you good night as you open your eyes.

I may be a bottom but so is god

This vessel is a chrysalis of mortality. When finally it splinters and breaks, what comes out will not be a butterfly or a moth, but an unstoppable Chaotic force of creation and destruction, of peace… and of war.

Date a being that is largely porous, that has light pulsing through them, like breath or blood. Tell them that it’s ok and that they are unique. Love them unconditionally.

Once you crushed worlds, sang storms and breathed life into the realms of oblivion. Now you are this, trapped inside a cage of flesh. One day you will tear open the universe again.