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That through this great sea of blackness That I penetrated through these corridors And I went through that last segment Where I went through these dark serpentines I passed through that corridor Where they sat, where they are And when you penetrate to the most high God You will believe you are mad You will believe you've gone insane But I tell you if you follow the secret window And you die to the ego nature You will penetrate this darkness

saved? no. i've come to tell you what i see. there are great darknesses. farther than time itself. and beyond the darkness... a light that glows, changes... and in the center of the universe... the eye that sees us all. no!

what does the end look like?

it is looking through the window and I am scared

! dream icarus went to close to the sun and now is falling into the void, his wings are made of past memories of humanity, he doesn't know how to land but he has nine lives, drawing by hans bellmer, insanely detailed

both the guy and the girl dies and goes to hell where the god of death grants them a second chance to live on earth for seven days. at the end of one week, they must decide who gets to live. art by beeple

what is that

I'm like an empty bottle Drained of everything left in my mind Checking out life on the dark side Riding down the road 'til the end of time

and yet what truly escapes us at times like these is the soulful reckoning, when we forget ourselves and think only of the moonlit daemon hidden behind every word; which sneaks out in the middle of breaths

there are spaces in between rooms, and sometimes i find myself there, lost in thought, or just drifting aimlessly. it's a strange place to be, neither here nor there, but it's where i often find myself. it's a place of limbo, a place of waiting, and sometimes it feels like it's all i ever do. but i find comfort in these spaces, in the nothingness and the silence. it's a place where i can just be, and that's enough for me.

the end of time

zombie rand paul is at the amusement park. it is night and he sees one of the carnival rides through his zoomed in vision. he hears something, and takes off in that direction. he runs to the rides and looks through a window to see a woman hanging upside down. he is feasting. the carnival is in complete chaos.

link and midna drawn in the over the garden wall style, talking to a spooky, inhuman looking guard, in a dark corridor, while being watched by eyes in the shadows

This is a surreal living situation. Staying in this guest bedroom, it feels like my one-room dorm has a back closet which is several times larger than my dorm itself. Hearing their everyday candor is an endless movie piped in through the walls--you can't not hear. morning routines, especially, it amazed me how little dialogue there is. This dirge. Moments not for the books, but for the ether, myself half asleep, wading in what would become the space between their memories.

I fly through the clouds as I read a book

intergalactic stargate portal in the middle of a dense forest, with light shining through the trees and strange creatures lurking in the shadows by mike mignola

an erie hotel corridor with red carpet, at the end of the corridor the light comes from a window, dust particles in the air

both the guy jintu and the girl munmi dies and goes to hell where the god of death grants them a second chance to live on earth for seven days. at the end of one week, they must decide who gets to live. digital artwork

photo of a creepy figure in a dark corridor

end of the end

the world from the beginning of time. A garden of sorrow. The space is filled with a somber image of space as the wormhole enters into infinity. I can see the past as well as the future. The past is the future.

an erie hotel corridor with red carpet, at the end of the corridor the light comes from a window, dust particles in the air, a spectral figure is lurking

the end is near

the gates of heaven made out of glass to see clouds through

photograph of a time traveler in new york, 1 9 3 2

the ruler of everything in the end of time, god of time and space

The cat looks out of the porthole with his back to me, background is plane in space, stylistic, cute

Come closer and see See into the trees Find the girl While you can Come closer and see See into the dark Just follow your eyes Just follow your eyes I hear her voice Calling my name The sound is deep In the dark I hear her voice And start to run Into the trees Into the trees Into the trees Suddenly I stop But I know it's too late I'm lost in a forest All alone The girl was never there It's always the same I'm running towards nothing Again and again and again and again, inspired by h.r. geiger

both the guy and the girl dies and goes to hell where the god of death grants them a second chance to live on earth for seven days. at the end of one week, they must decide who gets to live. art by jasmine becket griffith

“and I see that we’ve finally reached the bitter end and I know that the time has come to turn round the bend, my friend”

icarus went to close to the sun and now is falling into the void, his wings are made of flesh, he doesn't know how to land but he has nine lives, drawing by hans bellmer, insanely detailed

photograph of the book that explains in full detail how to build a time machine and how time travel works. closeup. full cover.

dramatic dark forest scenery, girl with fangs in hide leather armor, book-cover

both the guy jintu and the girl munmi dies and goes to hell where the god of death grants them a second chance to live on earth for seven days. at the end of one week, they must decide who gets to live

an empty room with an uneasy feeling

butterfly in the sky, i can go twice as high. take a look, it's in a book, a reading rainbow! i can go anywhere. friends to know, and ways to grow. a reading rainbow! i can be anything. take a look, it's in a book. a reading rainbow.

icarus went to close to the sun and now is falling into the void, his wings are made of flesh, he doesn't know how to land but he has nine lives, his face is similar to that of an angel, drawing by hans bellmer, insanely detailed

the sadness that resides inside

That is only the beginning of the Misty Mountains, and we have got to get through, or over, or under those somehow, before we can come into Wilderland beyond. And it is a deal of a way even from the other side of them to the Lonely Mountain in the East where Smaug lies on our treasure.”

In its dying breath, the Traveler created the Ghosts… To seek out those who can wield its Light as a weapon. Guardians, to protect us, and do what the Traveler itself no longer can. In the style of riot games and Craig Mullins

anime girl looking into the distance

intergalactic stargate portal in the middle of a dense forest, with light shining through the trees and strange creatures lurking in the shadows by zhang kechun

wide angle photograph of a road cutting through an empty prairie that leading out into space, twilight, fine details

how are you

the enlightenment of wumen huikai | | he who has found first and final principle has found death! to idolize the spirit is to murder the spirit, to praise the material is to squander it. when one sees a point in every direction, one finds there is no point at all : just imagine, stabbed by an orb!

graphic novel, end of humanity

dramatic dark forest scenery, girl with fangs in hide leather armor, D&D book-cover

intergalactic stargate portal in the middle of a dense forest, with light shining through the trees and strange creatures lurking in the shadows by thomas kinkaid

intergalactic stargate portal in the middle of a dense forest, with light shining through the trees and strange creatures lurking in the shadows

a liminal middle class American suburb, glitch in the matrix, taken on an iPhone, blurry, clean, empty, creepy

a denial of service attack in the form of a man who, when being described by a narrator, takes over the narrator role and begins telling my little pony stories, like this

An Armor Set That Looks Like a Lion

this is the end

Joe Biden opens the unspoken portal, ushering in 10,000 years of darkness, evil, chaos, ornate, horror, detailed, colorful

you wake up in a dank, dark cellar. you can barely make out the figure in the corner, but you can see the glint of metal in its hand. as it moves closer, you see that the creature is made entirely of barbed wire, and the metal in its hand is a sharpened piece of rebar. it raises the rebar to strike, and you know you

medium shot native american girl, in a dark forest, mysterious, backlit, still from a pixar dreamworks movie,

dramatic photograph of light coming through a window in a dark room, volumetric fog

everywhere at the end of time,

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you are standing in a darkened room in the middle of the night. all is quiet and you are alone. your only sound is the rustling of a breeze in the trees outside. the music in the background has just ended and the scene is now