Sometimes i walk around the woods and pretend it’s the animals who leave discarded nips and red bull cans on the forest floor and feel at one with the earth.
Hello alterhumans, it's
GO ABSOLUTELY FERAL! GIVE INTO YOUR KINTYPE COMPLETELY! IDENTITY DEATH NOW! BE A ANIMAL/FICTIONAL/MYTHOLOGICAL BEING! DO WHATEVER YOU WANT TO FEEL INHUMAN! AND DONT YOU DARE GIVE A SHIT ABOUT WHAT ANYONE ELSE SAYS, DO WHAT YOU WANT!!!!!!!!
hi there!! would you be able to do some space/deity tips? nothing involving being worshipped or receiving offerings!! i wasnt known of, i just silently observed different planets ^^
pt: space deity tips
stargaze, moongaze, generally observe your home
try to go to a local observatory if there is one
enjoy the night, whether that be by staying up, waking up early, or just appreciating it without messing with your sleep schedule /lh
get a moon lamp, stars and planets to put on the ceiling, star maps to put up, and generally decorate your room with the universe
collect older, “timeless” things related to space, like small old telescopes and the like
draw/sketch or write about distant places you’ve visited (planets, galaxies, stars, black holes, other species or things you saw, etc!)
find some clothing and jewellery that makes you feel like yourself, deep inky blues/purples, blacks, silvers, whites are all good colours! textures like velvet also often bring space to mind, for the swirly look they give the garment!
collect some cool crystals! i’d recommend bluemoonstone, moonstone, labradorite, opalite, fireopal or blackopal, and bluegoldstone!
learn about how different worldwide mythologies interpreted space/the stars/ the heavens! even if it doesn’t align with yourself, it’s quite interesting!
perhaps take up some kind of religious or spiritual practice regarding space/the night to reconnect with it all! (be mindful of closed cultures/religions!)
enjoy quiet contemplation, and things like meditation, journaling, sketching, or just relaxing with a warm tea :)
i hope these help!! -👾
Requests open!!!
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The Void feels disconnected from it’s vessel. It moves too slow and has too many yet not enough limbs.
The Void feels incorrect, The Void was not meant to be formed this way.
A PSA to all the eldrich abominations, cryptids, wild animals running through the woods, endless pits and other nonhuman entities.
Make sure to eat something and drink some water
Even horrors beyond imagination need to sustain themselves
This, but ATLA
sometimes i feel so far removed from humanity. i don't think like a human. i don't feel like a human. the person in the mirror doesn't look like me, you know?
and then i turn on spongebob.
i don't know what autistic person needs to hear this but they are not watching you. the entire world is not constantly waiting for you to do something weird and laugh at you behind your back. you do not need to constantly self-police whenever there's the slightest chance another person might see you. you have a right to be your autistic self in public spaces. stop fighting yourself for their sake.
sometimes I just want to disappear into the trees
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⚠️TW: HEAVY DEREALIZATION ⚠️
We’re not fully convinced that we are real, we look into a mirror and see something that is very much NOT us, not me.
This vessel we use, our body, is not right. We are meant to have claws and more eyes and less limbs. We are meant to be more and less than we are. We are not meant to exist this way.
We’re not real and when we look around we can’t be sure that anyone or thing else is either. It all feels fake, fuzzy, like a photograph being burned or a dream that you can’t remember.
I have low empathy, the things around us and their feeling don’t make sense, they don’t seem real. Who’s to say that they ever were. Their reactions, even positive, seem like acts of aggression. Like a wolf bearing its teeth.
Maybe it’s not real, maybe I’m not real, I feel like I’m not. At least in the form that we’re in now.