What do you see? The picture in the glass.
What do you see? The picture in the glass
I see ur mom giving a handjob....oh wait that's a mirror
Looks like a pantheon if you ask me.
The centre is Mary and Our Baby Lord
Then twelve apostles, the martyrs, the wise virgins.
St Tarrant
The North Rose, Notre Dame Cathedral, Paris. Begun 1245, glazed from 1255
Kappy circle?
Looks like I'm about to breakthrough
What's on the other side?
Everything
That's the question. Death is the most intriguing question of it all. The final frontier of human experience.
Sometimes I wish I could see through the glass while not breaking it.
flat earth
A kaleidoscope. The Light shines through the center and is projected on eyes. We see countless sparks, countless lives emanating out from it; each a different hue containing a small piece of that Light.
I see everything so deeply, it's both a curse and a blessing.
I see the portal to the heights of heave as a solid sound sonic image.
I see 8 points around the Queen of Heaven Ishtar (Easter)
I see a tetrahedron laid out flat.
they look like ancient memes
wasted money and art technique on to make genocide of whites look like a good thing.
I see the sun baited in black. I see children with no future to spare, I see you you see me we are there.
I see the dream laid to res, the returning Holy Ghost at His best. I see mother with child and all the world illuminated with his smile. I see no flesh at rest at the sight of His glory. I see many a tear for the moment of Sorry.
I see you trying to remember this verse, at best it rests in the back of a Nest where upon high the father told He the work is don't my children of three. Jesus, Peter and Mary alive and well, not in heaven, not in hell, not in accord with the world below, but in Jow Forums hiding under the AI shadow.
Hiding and wait for the moment to spare where God breathing deeply all of our air. The crisp day cold the return of the old they are now unknown to you here who share.
But let it be known from these words alone, this story of mine it may not all rhyme and you many may say gtfo you queer, be away with thee, but mark my words at best this is no longer the test, this is no longer a warning this is the rest, God comes abruptly and swiftly and won't wait till morning.
Saturn
I don't know but it made me rock hard. I dare not ejaculate incase my testicle deflate