@necroticblue I Kept Thinking About What You Said And How It Relates To Manhood And God

Kitty in the rigging - Tigress aboard Barque Picton Castle, 2018

Digital display.

something so scary but so sexy about the word "hallow", particularly when it's used to mean something you can do to someone rather than something. to hallow someone, to be hallowed. and it's mostly word association i suppose but part of it to me is how close "hallow" is to "hollow". turning someone holy, emptying them out of everything that actually makes them who they are in the process. do you understand. do you feel me

Me, on the welcome desk in the library: Good morning, how are you today?

Customer: I have welcomed Jesus into my heart and so I am well today and every day.

Me, a little unnerved: Okay then! Is there something I can help you with?

Customer, digging around in his bag and pulling out an iPhone in a box: Unfortunately, Jesus can't help me with this fucking phone, so I came to the library.

my astronomy professor just told us that whenever he sees the sun rise he says “Hello again, old friend”

A 7 inch standee that's double sided! :D My Deer God on the front and Fallen Deer on the back ^^

Kiss of Judas. Napoleon Abueva, 1955. Filipino.

This one lives in my head rent-free. This is such an accurate simplification of literally, so many of these Kiss of Judas paintings. It made me laugh in shock the first time I saw it. Abueva, you are so right.

Kamloops, BC

Letter to Abraham

Dear Abraham,

I wouldn’t have done it,

And that’s all I’m going to say.

I would have screamed

I would have rebelled

I would have chased God away throwing stones at his back

I would never have even thought of hurting my child

I wouldn’t have done it,

And that’s all I’m going to say.

Do you know how many parents have followed your lead?

Setting their gay children,

Their trans children,

Their beautiful innocent children

Down on an altar because you, monster, did it first?

I wouldn’t have done it,

And that’s all I’m going to say.

Why couldn’t you see what an evil it was?

Don’t you know what a parent is for? To love, to protect?

I’d have stood between God and my child like a lioness protecting my lamb from slaughter,

I’d have roared at him for daring even to ask,

I would never have relied on the mercy of an evil thing that demanded child-blood spilt in its honor

I wouldn’t have done it,

And that’s all I’m going to say.