bogbodys

a few years ago i visited the place they were put on trial and hung. i saw the dungeon they were kept in and i was struck by such a sadness. i’m sorry girls

“i’m fascinated by trash TV. the poet must not avert his eyes” - werner herzog

top ten gay guy of all time

no such thing

how beautiful that abracadabra is a real magic word

i love learning about the etymology of everything i come across and tracing it back to when it’s incomprehensible

gonna give it a crack sometime

the black cat, the black cat, curiouser and curiouser

SCARY

me

dream job

i loooooove visiting these and walking inside. i could quite nicely curl up into one of the rock cut outlines where the bodies would have been laid and sleep forever

blodeuwedd <3

close and personal friend

it is innate in humans to sit around a big fire

the centre of my spiritual practices

don’t cry 🫂

my favourites are jasmine, nag champa and whatever they put in the thuribles

the platonic ideal of humankind

makes me feel like a wizard mixing potions

every time i pass the river dee i think of her

she kinda mogs the mersey

not enough people burn an effigy anymore. what happened to burning effigies?

my favourite creature i’m sorry you’re dead now :(

kind of the core experience. wouldn’t recommend

controversial opinion, i wish we could make all medication injections like we have with those long acting antipsychotics. just fill me up with shit once a month and then i don’t have to remember to take anything

how it goes

the only real person to ever exist

as a child i always was very fond of the idea of coming back as a ghost. just kinda milling about for eternity

history’s first surgery. i get it tbh. also very interesting how in the 60s there was a renewed interest in trepanation because a bunch of hippies were convinced it would be the ultimate high

there’s something spiritual about the spiral and the way it shows up in nature. not to mention how aesthetically pleasing it is the to eye

a cave is a deeply spiritual place. it sort of birthed humanity and over the ages we’ve set up many shrines in them. the way their stalactites/stalagmites grow and change slowly over time like the cave itself is a living organism is very compelling.

one for sorrow, two for joy and five stars for these lovely guys

always felt a deep kinship with this guy ever since i read comet in moominland at seven and saw he played a harmonica (i was going through a harmonica phase)

i’m all about this