“I go crazy 'cause here isn't where I wanna be

and satisfaction feels like a distant memory”.

Arctic Monkeys - R U Mine

Distant Memories, a small can with an observatory instead of a city atop the Septentrional Ridge, away from the world. Due to how far they are from the closest cans, they have pretty powerful communication arrays ! They’re the oldest by far in their local group as they were built as an experiment to see how an iterator takes to buildings on their back, shortly before the ancients migrated above the clouds. Currently in sleep mode to save energy…

Featuring Across Golden Valleys by @csabyssallight !

mémoire…

distant memories…

遠い

記憶。。

James Sant (British, 1820-1916) Distant Memories

i hate this time of year because it a little after 8.30 pm but its been dark for hours and im so ready to go to bed is that a bit tragic on a friday night

i feel like everything in my life is a distant memory. five years, two weeks, yesterday. my brain doesn’t process time properly.

sorry for not being around here as much as i used to. my brain hasn’t been well at keeping up with this either.

i spend a lot of time with my brain in existential cycling, wondering what the point of it all is. i don't know have an answer yet.

i'm just moving through life until the day i've passed on from it. sometimes finding myself here; sometimes nowhere at all.

Idyllic Nostalgia

Your life without a computer: what does it look like? It’s hard to imagine, especially if you’re using this medium to read these words. What was life like before computers?I’m old enough to recall a world before home computers and smartphones. I remember building dens in the woodlands safely.TV wasn’t great back then, with just three channels at best, and kids’ TV had limited airtime, thanks to…

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i know my mom tries to look me in the eye

i know it's neither of our faults that instead of red tears she finds a young girl with hair so brown, so long she can't tell whose past she's staring at

i think that's why she doesn't bother look up at me anymore

Chair of Memories

Chair of Memories, #kravis

Chair of Memories. As the final sliver of the sun slips under the horizon’s edge, my shadow stretches out, a lone silhouette amidst the dunes. But the sunset’s melancholic beauty doesn’t sorrow me; rather, it fills me with a profound peace. For, as an empty chair, I am a testament to love that once was and still is, a love that endures, that remains, even when the one it belonged to has left the…

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Some doodles of NSH, my iterator oc DM and some random ancients.

#don't fuck with the core four