Tag Archives: #Art

Memes from the land of WTAF

Sometimes inspiration hits you like a thousand plastic turtles in your cochles. These are remnants of those times… They went underground like veteran sewer rats fleeing a clown-driven ambulance. Everything caught fire in a flourish of dimpled marshmallow. Two things became evident in the aftermath of all that had transpired: 1. She wasn’t going toContinue reading “Memes from the land of WTAF”

Aklo: Language of the Anticosm

Today I witnessed a True thing, part of the Real beyond Liminality. I have seen a part of the True Name of Yog Sothoth, spelled out in Aklo. Aklo is the language of the Priesthood of the Outer Gods, and was once also spoken by the Valusian Serpent Men. It is an 8 dimensional crystalContinue reading “Aklo: Language of the Anticosm”

When walls start talking…

Maybe it was the sheer isolation of being sequestered out here in the desolation of the Liminality, under some pretense of safeguarding a heart, that brought everything to life. It’s possible. Loneliness has an immense power, and boredom even more. When the mind is deprived of the interactions it evolved to facilitate, perhaps it isContinue reading “When walls start talking…”

AI is pretty cool, but can it art?

“Art may be characterized in terms of mimesis (its representation of reality), expression, communication of emotion, or other qualities. Though the definition of what constitutes art is disputed and has changed over time, general descriptions center on the idea of imaginative or technical skill stemming from human agency and creation.” – So what are these wonderful things the AI are making?

Key to the Plane of Crystaline Eyes

Among the crystaline fragments of bygone eyes, Yog Sothoth (the gate and the key) waits brooding for the next great dreamer to come and weaken the veil through the Liminality. Might it be you this day?

Danse Macabre

Sometimes the graveyard statues have gatherings. These can turn into wild, elaborate affairs with fancy garments made from casket lining, and other accoutrements fashioned from assorted grave goods. A graveyard statue dance party is a strange thing to come upon in the Liminality. The lights and must are unmatched. Yet they play for stone-still statuesContinue reading “Danse Macabre”

The Placebo Diaries (4)

D.R.; After a fatal incision of self infliction I attended the autopsy of humanity high on LSD It was a questionable decision . . . but that’s just me The event was well advertised; “Come witness the Mystery and Rebellion at the World Famous ⭐ CARNIVAL of CARNALITY ⭐ ~ Where The Flesh Is WeakContinue reading “The Placebo Diaries (4)”