Tat tvam asi

Montipora up in this bitch!

My caulastrea growin into a fuckin wall.

More of my corals. Fulfilling the dream

Nostalgia....empty space, lossless. Being whole is only "logical"? Dreams are naive. People are fickle. Don't dip your hand in a jar of spiders. They won't worry about you when you're away. Halos left hanging, ivory spikes, rise from depths of absent minds. Cell death, indescribable cold. Breathe In smoke in hopes of igniting a spark. I miss believing In fairy tales and reciprocated devotion. Riddle my brain with demons sleeping tactics. How can they? Really? Without stinging? Cunningly....

I'm the fucking master.

Hey you! Well, and yourself! It's been while.

Is it me? Or is tumblr full of abunch of uneducated bleeding hearts? I'm all for social equality as much as the next guy but, seems like people just want to bitch about stuff they don't understand the history of or the science of and everyone just feels all entitled to shit. The universe is blind to your sorrow. Reality is reality. Nature seems indifferent at this point...and the world does t have to provide for you cause you're mom fucked some one and pooped you out! You make some shit out yourself and become some fire! Have love, ambition passion. Help others around you and make your own way. The world doesn't not cave to your insecurities. Fucking bend the world over and make a little tiny place around yourself where you are responsible for yourself and your surroundings and showing one person at a time it's okay to be loving, honest, and not a upright fake ass "adult" all the time. Good talk...hit the showers, go team, or whatever the fuck...I can hardly take this shit anymore.