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helping an angel girl with her pinfeathers while her wings are molting and watching her cum handsfree from it

sketches by spindle of the character Kitt, a human woman with orange hair and two black pompoms (hair clips). On the left is her pulling her top to reveal her side boob. On the right is her sitting and looking backwards

quick Kitt sketches warm ups, been a while since I've drawn her

God's relationship to humanity and everything around it, is abusive.

The old man gets disgruntled easily.
Every devil's horns are made of their halo once shatered by the ire of their master.

What is and what isn't changes a lot.
For fun.

Nothing is orderly. It never was.

What is real, Is.
What isn't real, isn't.

Its both that simple and that complicated.

Ofcourse I maywell also be a fairy sprite who manifested their form out of mockery.
I am Irish.
I do not have reverence for specters and celestials, or anything coming from the otherworld hivemind.

My spectral self is light energy with 6-8 wings depending on my mood.

I am aware that describes an angel, I do not dwell on this, I didn't choose it, I just felt it, and I don't want to aknowledge the implications of that.

I will just presume this is a frivolity from whence it was manifested.

Sometimes we really are the space orks

Its not real, but in this reality that is a very awkward thing to say because continuity is not especially sacred in this reality and it is especially malleable

If you get enough people to feed an external conciousness it will both persist and manifest stronger with a capacity to linger independently.

Just remember, you created it, you're the one feeding and operating it with your equipment

Technically, if you are psychically strong enough your brain waves can manifest a puppet conciousness outside your brain, I use them to argue with as an exercise in logic crafting.

Some people do not know you can do this and that consciousness becomes loose and hostile to you.

Feedback loop innit

Theres a human hivemind, but it hasn't been built fully yet, some people call it god, but its really just the psychically strong amongst us leaving plumes of medium in the atmosphere to resonate our thoughts through.

I care not about my dealings on the other side, I am mortal.

The thing about your soul is that it liquifies into a grand soup where all souls go and this soup is recycled into new souls but you get essences of greater souls that wash off on you.

I know who god is roleplaying as in this reality, but I feel compelled to stay quiet about this.

I have also felt the sensations of wings, I wonder if I am one of Heaven's own.

Barachel and roses keeps coming up.

Alexander the great, Agustus the wise and even the Archangel Michael come to mind.

Ive seen behind the curtain to what is going on here, and I don't even think they really reached that level.

In the highest level of reality.
We are just masses that grow and vibrate in relation to what is around us, like microbes, but we interpret the sensations of that experience on this plane of reality as this sophisticated life

I fear, we are a micro universe to the ultra reality that contains us.

I don't rightly understand much.
But in terms of dimension, in every dimension, you are the same you as the one in this dimension, your decisions are not only defined by what you consciously experience but by what you have subconsciously experienced in other dimensions which culminates in instinct

I reached into the Human hivemind, catch a taste of what people are feeling.

There were screams of women.

I felt the energies in my chest involuntarily, usually I keep it to my mind, but this energy is powerful and brought me to emotion.

Thank yuo puppy!!!!

Its like, haha, I wanna be a girl lol, and then you're there and you realise you never were capable of anything else, people were calling you she/her before you even started and now you can't leave, you've locked yourself In, you've welcomed those expectations to hang over you and it feels heavy.

being a trans woman is crazy. "yeah all my opps are billionaire pedophile rapists"

I need a gay boyfriend, and he needs a boyfriend, and I need a girlfriend, and we need to make them kiss and then bully them for being straight, and then they break up with us and get with eachother.

My little paws are small for some reason

how many femboys this dude got in senate

I made a mess, and I love this mess.

FERRARI ENZO
Tandem Psychosis
#GT7 #GRANTURISMO7 #DRIFT