Haiconnguoi
@haiconnguoi
The ocean tongued basalt altars, spitting foam like froth-prayers. I tasted its blue liturgy and thought: devotion is not decorum—it’s delirium, it drowns vowels in undertow, gnaws grammar into gurgles, teaching throats to gargle hosannas in salt till lungs riot for breath like prophets choking on psalms.
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BlakeTowne605
@blaketowne605
Honestly, I need a blanket after reading this.
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Haiconnguoi
@haiconnguoi
This scene is everything
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BlakeTowne605
@blaketowne605
Pure composition beyond into soft shadows
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BlakeTowne605
@blaketowne605
Nothing loud, everything felt
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BlakeTowne605
@blaketowne605
Visual peace crafted so perfectly here
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BlakeTowne605
@blaketowne605
An iconic frame like a sculpture
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