I am still alive

It just becomes harder each year, not to be mad, or angry, at this world. Afraid of leaving after trying to escape for so long, I feel this shock will only turn me towards more anger, more madness, more fear. The stars shine dimly, but while this waning moon has risen, the oblique lines stretching away from craters left me with more sombre images, clawing across the sludge-night sky.

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post/script. Is this a new era? I am unsure how to move forward with this account. Do I start a new wordpress page(linked to this still) for Meta and toy love, keeping all art and writing here, or should I start a Hrafn artist Enlcave page? School is taxing, getting ready to sell this place is a constant grind, more exams in two weeks, and last exams went well. Shock Stock is next weekend, zines are continuing at a plod, Transformers colour scheming for re-modding starts this week. So, let’s flip up this fucking switch and kick it into high gear. Let’s right these wrongs and burn up the wrong-doers. Let’s RESTART.

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