The Cosmic Liminality

Welcome To The Liminality

Hello. I’m Cosmic. I will start you on a journey.

I can’t guarantee it will all be pleasant. And I have no idea where you’ll end. I am merely an opener of strange doors. Doors out into the Liminality.

Space Between Spaces, where the Weird folds in on itself, and the Unknown haunts the lonely expanse.

Pataphysical Fnord Engine V

So, please, Enter. Wander about. Explore. Float. You may even drift. It doesn’t really matter. You are lost. And you know what they say about being lost?

The Liminality has no destination. There are no roads, only wind in dry grass… “Headpieces filled with straw. Alas!” and all that.

You Are Lost: that is where the magic happens

Remember

It’s not what you find at the the rabbit holes’ end

It’s how you chose to fall down.

The White Rabbit Must Be Somewhere About

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  • Carving Hymns
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  • Regrets
    What were your parents doing at your age? My father didn’t live to my age and my mom was regretting certain decisions that led to our 20 year estrangement. Sorry if this is a bummer. You asked. My mom and I have a great relationship now though! And my dad is with me every day.
  • Discordian Prophecy of the Cold Cut-up
    He could overcome the cold Cold poems of information exposing seeds of far-off higher planes, Cold barren voids that could secure distant dimensions, Cold forbidden structures of space serve to make formal properties metabolized by methodological mistakes. Cold suggestions that your self may need to laugh, doubting the solidity of the face. It’s a secularContinue reading “Discordian Prophecy of the Cold Cut-up”
  • Juxtaposed Indifference
    How do significant life events or the passage of time influence your perspective on life? Significant life events usually feel transformative, but the passage of time usually reveals this to be illusory. No matter what happens I’m still me, I still have the same desires, and the sun still rises on a life full ofContinue reading “Juxtaposed Indifference”
  • WIP Procrastination
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  • Red Eye Chili
    What’s your favorite thing to cook? I make a Red Eye Chili, with a strong coffee base, 5 types of beans, and instead of regular diced tomatoes, I use Mexican diced tomatoes with green chilies. It will fill you up, warm you up, and keep you wide awake. Cleans out the digestive tract too lol
  • My First “Computer”
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  • Planets Reforged in Black Metal
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  • THE PRINCIPIA DOOM SCROLLICA:
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  • Feeding the Machine:
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  • Natives of the Liminality
    Herein lie keys to the Gates that may open. Prepare for the various natives – beings, creatures, entities, personalities, even deities – that you may encounter out here in the Liminality. Sometimes they may even be found in the mundane world, haunting (or guarding) the portals and passages that lead outside.
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  • Sisyphean Rock
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