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Artist // Hobbyist // Varied
- Nov 12, 1987
- United States
- Deviant for 17 years
- He / Him
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My Bio
Current Residence: Colorado
Favourite style of art: Music, dance, drawing, poetry
Personal Quote: Fjón þvæ ég af mér fjanda minna rán og reiði ríkra manna
Favourite Visual Artist
Brom , William Blake, Alex Grey
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Jah Nigga Da Baptist, Atma, Son of Saturn, Orko the Sycotik Alien, Ibeyi, Tei Shi, Phantogram, Yeasayer, Lord Huron, Heilung, Wardruna
Favourite Books
The Immortals, The Secret Teachings of all ages, The Ancient Secret of the Flower of Life, Survival in the 21st Century, The Secret Doctrine,
Tools of the Trade
The Minds Eye
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Bragolin : In our field of Oaks
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I’m rigid, intense and stubborn, as self-centred thoughts occur to me. I dwell in them as in ruined streets, where my feet step beneath the lights. Images on walls, agitprop in colossal heights. I loathe of them, as I shift my sight to escape in you. Hatred of purity, existence and war. Adoring corruption down to the core. Laying down in our field of oaks. Past the towers, fences and choirs. Gloom is gone, what’s left is ours. Laying down in our field of oaks. Windows, walls and flooded roads. The erasure takes you, takes me. Betrayal, the past, the thoughts. The lie that we are we. Hatred of purity, existence and war. Adoring corruption down to the core. Laying down in our field of oaks. Past the towers, fences and choirs. Gloom is gone, what’s left is ours. Laying down in our field of oaks. They are they and we are we. In our field of oaks. We are rigid, intense and stubborn, as self-centred thoughts occur to us. We dwell in them as in ruined streets, where our feet step beneath the
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Zanias - Closing
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https://youtu.be/48ZRNdwP55Q?si=u2-tlHIksAyj6h6Q
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thanx for fav
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