pain is just a push towards what you are meant to be

starting to believe in none of this is real

'the dragon stood on the shore of the sea. And I saw a beast coming out of the sea. It had ten horns and seven heads, with ten crowns on its horns, and on each head a blasphemous name.'

and so she said i am in love with your blasphemy and everything that you destroy in your coming
you mean everything to me

it was love and she never even knew my name

a woman riding the beast

what is the purpose of anything
with everything that is dying

nothing alive is breathing

terminally sad
in unending repair