#oceancore
be as wild as the sea
if you didn’t absolutely ravage the beach for these things everytime you went, are you even a goblin?
~Sinking~
They say a soul weighs merely grams at death;
However, this cannot be true for me,
For every time a person loses life
While breathing, souls do seem to sink in waves:
.
The composition of this silent sea
Is suffocating foam and reaching ropes
Of seaweed tearing at my lungs and feet.
A tide of pain and memory so dark
Do follow not too far behind my eyes
And pull me down from deep within my past.
.
They say a soul weighs merely grams at death;
However, this cannot be true for me,
For drowning of my mind and being comes
From waves of loss that sink within the soul.
.
~Reigh Lynne
He’s been watching me paint my nails, do you think he approves?
She finally found a suitable house!!
plant shopping then beach?
plant shopping then beach?
unironically, one of my favourite pieces of horror writing is victor hugo’s description of an octopus
[ID: photo of a book. Some of the text has been highlighted. It says “It is a pneumatic machine that attacks you. You are dealing with a footed void. Neither claw thrusts nor tooth bites, but an unspeakable scarification. A bit is formidable, but less so than such suction. The claw is nothing compared to the sucker. The claw, that’s the beast that enters your flesh; the sucker, that’s you yourself who enters into the beast. Your muscles swell, your fibres twist, your skin bursts beneath this unworldly force, your blood spurts and frightfully mixes with the mollusks’ lymph. The beast is superimposed upon you by its thousand vile mouths; the hydra is incorporated in the man; the man is amalgamated with the hydra. The two make one. This dream is upon you. The tiger can only devour you; the octopus, what horror, breathes you in! It draws you toward itself and into itself, and, bound, stuck, powerless, you slowly feel yourself emptied out within that horrendous sack, that monster. Beyond the terror of being eaten alive is the ineffability of being drunk alive.” End ID]
and don’t forget his drawing of one.
Octopus bearing the Initials V. H., Victor Hugo circa 1866:
#this fully rules #like victor my dude octopi absolutely dont do this but this rules supremely
Mykonos, Greece
Freighter
Oh, take me my beutiful, take me my dear and never, forever let me go
Northerly gale gifted these to me
Light and welcoming skies