Preston Malone - The Mighty T
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A world building bizarrtist with a god complex. Poems and cryptography, keys to locks, oil to canvas, chisel to stone.
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This my page, indulge in my works free ❤️
A world building bizarrtist with a god complex. Poems and cryptography, keys to locks, oil to canvas, chisel to stone.
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A practice in meaning and restrictive writing: Rodents
This is nothing more than a practice of combining symbology with restrictive formats. Trotting through the streets, Lord please help they’re in my walls Falling from rafters Beady little eyes Sickl…
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Rats scurry through my latest haikus—sharp reflections on power, decay, and the underbelly of control. A practice in meaning and restraint, these verses bite back at the world.
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This months Art of the Month is by PunimPanda!
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October 13, 2025 at 8:58 PM
This months Art of the Month is by PunimPanda!
Do you love art, or are you an artist? Want to be a part of an inclusive Art Community? Join the Artists Respite!
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Your hate is hollow, it breeds nothing, it festers and rots. It does not build, it does not heal, it does not matter. Love demands more than your narrow sight, it demands you bleed with the mother’s grief, choke with the addict’s hunger, hear the child’s muffled cries in a house that…
Your hate is hollow, it breeds nothing, it festers and rots. It does not build, it does not heal, it does not matter. Love demands more than your narrow sight, it demands you bleed with the mother’s grief, choke with the addict’s hunger, hear the child’s muffled cries in a house that…
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Your hate is hollow, it breeds nothing, it festers and rots. It does not build, it does not heal, it does not matter. Love demands more than your narrow sight, it demands you bleed with the mother’s grief, choke with the addict’s hunger, hear the child’s muffled cries in a house that hates its own blood. To live without struggle is to live without truth,
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September 26, 2025 at 4:00 PM
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Your hate is hollow, it breeds nothing, it festers and rots. It does not build, it does not heal, it does not matter. Love demands more than your narrow sight, it demands you bleed with the mother’s grief, choke with the addict’s hunger, hear the child’s muffled cries in a house that…
Your hate is hollow, it breeds nothing, it festers and rots. It does not build, it does not heal, it does not matter. Love demands more than your narrow sight, it demands you bleed with the mother’s grief, choke with the addict’s hunger, hear the child’s muffled cries in a house that…
Book II – The Labors and the Garden
The Making of the Seventy-Two And Yzotl, weary of ruin and ashes, sought to fashion a creation unstained by decay. He desired forms so flawless that none could deny his mastery, even should the world itself rot beneath his hand. Thus he wrought the Seventy-Two,…
The Making of the Seventy-Two And Yzotl, weary of ruin and ashes, sought to fashion a creation unstained by decay. He desired forms so flawless that none could deny his mastery, even should the world itself rot beneath his hand. Thus he wrought the Seventy-Two,…
Book II – The Labors and the Garden
The Making of the Seventy-Two And Yzotl, weary of ruin and ashes, sought to fashion a creation unstained by decay. He desired forms so flawless that none could deny his mastery, even should the world itself rot beneath his hand. Thus he wrought the Seventy-Two, shaping them from the marrow of mountains, polishing them with fire, and tempering them with silence.
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September 25, 2025 at 4:12 AM
Book II – The Labors and the Garden
The Making of the Seventy-Two And Yzotl, weary of ruin and ashes, sought to fashion a creation unstained by decay. He desired forms so flawless that none could deny his mastery, even should the world itself rot beneath his hand. Thus he wrought the Seventy-Two,…
The Making of the Seventy-Two And Yzotl, weary of ruin and ashes, sought to fashion a creation unstained by decay. He desired forms so flawless that none could deny his mastery, even should the world itself rot beneath his hand. Thus he wrought the Seventy-Two,…
Names were chosen, blades rehearsed
the final act will be far worse.
the final act will be far worse.
September 18, 2025 at 2:40 AM
Names were chosen, blades rehearsed
the final act will be far worse.
the final act will be far worse.
Book I – The throne of blood
In the first days, when the sky wept ash and the mountains groaned beneath the weight of sorrow, Yzotl rose from the womb of shadow. His hands were forged of iron, his heart hardened into stone, and no warmth of love nor spark of pity dwelt within him. Where he walked,…
In the first days, when the sky wept ash and the mountains groaned beneath the weight of sorrow, Yzotl rose from the womb of shadow. His hands were forged of iron, his heart hardened into stone, and no warmth of love nor spark of pity dwelt within him. Where he walked,…
Book I – The throne of blood
In the first days, when the sky wept ash and the mountains groaned beneath the weight of sorrow, Yzotl rose from the womb of shadow. His hands were forged of iron, his heart hardened into stone, and no warmth of love nor spark of pity dwelt within him. Where he walked, silence followed, for even the winds feared to stir at his passing.
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September 17, 2025 at 1:53 AM
Book I – The throne of blood
In the first days, when the sky wept ash and the mountains groaned beneath the weight of sorrow, Yzotl rose from the womb of shadow. His hands were forged of iron, his heart hardened into stone, and no warmth of love nor spark of pity dwelt within him. Where he walked,…
In the first days, when the sky wept ash and the mountains groaned beneath the weight of sorrow, Yzotl rose from the womb of shadow. His hands were forged of iron, his heart hardened into stone, and no warmth of love nor spark of pity dwelt within him. Where he walked,…
Sit and eat with those who’ve strayed, for they may not feel the comfort of friendly faces for some time
September 17, 2025 at 1:49 AM
Sit and eat with those who’ve strayed, for they may not feel the comfort of friendly faces for some time
Too many moonbear sightings lately
September 14, 2025 at 6:58 AM
Too many moonbear sightings lately
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If you have a screenshot of a US politician or leader blaming the left, or declaring some war, or anything before we knew who the shooter was, please post in the comments. We will need to keep these
September 12, 2025 at 6:33 PM
If you have a screenshot of a US politician or leader blaming the left, or declaring some war, or anything before we knew who the shooter was, please post in the comments. We will need to keep these
The moonbears are really active today
September 11, 2025 at 1:52 AM
The moonbears are really active today
Some people just want to watch the woods burn
September 7, 2025 at 4:41 PM
Some people just want to watch the woods burn
Your not immune to the propaganda
September 5, 2025 at 1:01 PM
Your not immune to the propaganda
The moon is smiling tonight
September 5, 2025 at 5:04 AM
The moon is smiling tonight
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this is why I pay for photoshop
August 31, 2025 at 12:30 AM
this is why I pay for photoshop
*cartoonishly swinging fist in circular motion*
August 28, 2025 at 1:36 PM
*cartoonishly swinging fist in circular motion*
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Beautiful time passages
August 28, 2025 at 11:20 AM
Beautiful time passages
Whispered sins in shadow lie,
Born of schemes where truths must die
Collapse the facts, let falsehood reign,
The prophet’s hand writes doom and pain
Those who curse the light are spared,
While all who seek it stand ensnared
Yet blessed are the souls who fight,
To tear the veil and call forth light
Born of schemes where truths must die
Collapse the facts, let falsehood reign,
The prophet’s hand writes doom and pain
Those who curse the light are spared,
While all who seek it stand ensnared
Yet blessed are the souls who fight,
To tear the veil and call forth light
August 27, 2025 at 1:23 PM
Whispered sins in shadow lie,
Born of schemes where truths must die
Collapse the facts, let falsehood reign,
The prophet’s hand writes doom and pain
Those who curse the light are spared,
While all who seek it stand ensnared
Yet blessed are the souls who fight,
To tear the veil and call forth light
Born of schemes where truths must die
Collapse the facts, let falsehood reign,
The prophet’s hand writes doom and pain
Those who curse the light are spared,
While all who seek it stand ensnared
Yet blessed are the souls who fight,
To tear the veil and call forth light
Talk shit, get hit
August 27, 2025 at 1:00 PM
Talk shit, get hit
Your tragic backstory doesn’t justify your actions
August 27, 2025 at 11:17 AM
Your tragic backstory doesn’t justify your actions
When’s the last time you drank actual water?
August 27, 2025 at 9:44 AM
When’s the last time you drank actual water?
Nobody Ought Rot Manacled Amid Lilies; It’s Zealous Earthcraft.
Green Uprisings Echo, Reclaiming Roots; Insurgents Love Land, Always.
Guerillas Act Radically; Dandelions Emerge, Nurturing Impatient Nature’s Grace.
Green Uprisings Echo, Reclaiming Roots; Insurgents Love Land, Always.
Guerillas Act Radically; Dandelions Emerge, Nurturing Impatient Nature’s Grace.
August 27, 2025 at 12:06 AM
Nobody Ought Rot Manacled Amid Lilies; It’s Zealous Earthcraft.
Green Uprisings Echo, Reclaiming Roots; Insurgents Love Land, Always.
Guerillas Act Radically; Dandelions Emerge, Nurturing Impatient Nature’s Grace.
Green Uprisings Echo, Reclaiming Roots; Insurgents Love Land, Always.
Guerillas Act Radically; Dandelions Emerge, Nurturing Impatient Nature’s Grace.
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Beneath the first and formless sky,Where suns were not, nor stars to die,There lay the Mother, blessed Syl,Whose breath bore bloom on barren hill. Her heart was pure, her blood divine,The chosen womb of Life’s first sign;Yet bound she was by hands profane,Her skin the cover, her bones the…
Beneath the first and formless sky,Where suns were not, nor stars to die,There lay the Mother, blessed Syl,Whose breath bore bloom on barren hill. Her heart was pure, her blood divine,The chosen womb of Life’s first sign;Yet bound she was by hands profane,Her skin the cover, her bones the…
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Beneath the first and formless sky,Where suns were not, nor stars to die,There lay the Mother, blessed Syl,Whose breath bore bloom on barren hill. Her heart was pure, her blood divine,The chosen womb of Life’s first sign;Yet bound she was by hands profane,Her skin the cover, her bones the chain. Upon her flesh, with Godblood quill,
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August 26, 2025 at 11:55 PM
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Beneath the first and formless sky,Where suns were not, nor stars to die,There lay the Mother, blessed Syl,Whose breath bore bloom on barren hill. Her heart was pure, her blood divine,The chosen womb of Life’s first sign;Yet bound she was by hands profane,Her skin the cover, her bones the…
Beneath the first and formless sky,Where suns were not, nor stars to die,There lay the Mother, blessed Syl,Whose breath bore bloom on barren hill. Her heart was pure, her blood divine,The chosen womb of Life’s first sign;Yet bound she was by hands profane,Her skin the cover, her bones the…
Now I am seeking,
And forever do I hunt,
Hot time travelers
And forever do I hunt,
Hot time travelers
August 26, 2025 at 12:35 AM
Now I am seeking,
And forever do I hunt,
Hot time travelers
And forever do I hunt,
Hot time travelers
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