Finally finally finally he does not cannot elide the moon line of flight does not flee the moon but runs into it perpendicular line of flight with moon assemblage so that his face becomes the moon machine
face becomes the moon machine
face becomes the moon
face-becomes

Finally finally finally he does not cannot elide the moon line of flight does not flee the moon but runs into it perpendicular line of flight with moon assemblage so that his face becomes the moon machine

face becomes the moon machine

face becomes the moon

face-becomes

Finally finally finally he does not cannot elide the moon line of flight does not flee the moon but runs into it perpendicular line of flight with moon assemblage so that his face becomes the moon machine
face becomes the moon machine
face becomes the moon
face-becomes

Finally finally finally he does not cannot elide the moon line of flight does not flee the moon but runs into it perpendicular line of flight with moon assemblage so that his face becomes the moon machine

face becomes the moon machine

face becomes the moon

face-becomes

About:

The doodles, illustrations, & illuminations of writer Wythe Marschall—culled from countless brown Muji notebooks, cruelly manipulated in Photoshop, & hyperdigitally formatted for YOUR viewing pleasure.

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chronolect.com

My florilegium, or collection of ill quotations:

florillegium

My Tumblelog of other people's visualizations of terror, horror, and gnostic madness:

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