Travel to Kastutima and Back
Travel to Kastutima and Back
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✧ Hourglass
✧ Hourglass
As I write, I travel through the sky so bright to Heaven -
To the land of Kastutima.
I flatten myself and go bold.
No.
No, that kind of bald.
Bald and bright, active, strange, reactive to all the fabrics of all the worlds.
Heaven.
All the threads seem to be loose.
They are floating in the crisp air as I move forward.
♦♦♦
Things have been going pretty slowly. It takes time to get myself into the right state of mind, to jump in and out, especially when life enters and drags me back into its earthly tasks and duties.
My flat world makes me feel at peace. It is not perfect. It is ever-developing. It calls out and rejoices at the prospect of reflecting the stories I have been collecting for many years.
But bringing characters to life - forming them out of vector bits and sprinkling them with emotional accents and mythology - takes a tremendous amount of mental effort.
The mind that has been worn out for years still wishes to birth a Universe. 🤔😀✨ It keeps going, and hopes that no matter how crippled and confusing, how delightful and inspiring, how strange or ordinary this Universe is, it will be born before the ocean waves take it.
In other words, I am still working on it. 😀
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