The Omnichromiter
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Unbecoming
People are unpredictable. When you think you know someone, something happens that makes you realize that they wear their masks well. When all is revealed, truths are upended, unsettled as if in a crisis; as if in an emergency with a sense of impending doom. Freeze. Reality is not always your destiny. You are the one thing in life you can control.
By The Omnichromiter3 years ago in Fiction
Hopefully
* Based on the piece of art i used and painted myself, all by Sabbath Bobbitt aka the Omnichromiter There’s an old, familiar silence as I lose myself in my thoughts. The darkness that creeps across the sky seems so distant as I gaze upon the stars that begin to dot the heavens. Overhead I start to hear the callings of a nearby barn owl. I look out over the moonlit lake. I don’t know where I am, I don’t know where I’ll go. All I know is I ran.
By The Omnichromiter3 years ago in Humans