another perfect catastrophe
It’s fun to catch smoke in things.
Once I had an orb spider in my room (you know, one of those little daddy long legs type dudes) and I didn’t want to kill him, so I caught him in a bottle. Then I blew a bunch of ganj smoke in the bottle. I watched it swirl around him… then I decided to open the bottle and let that guy go.
He sort of lifted up his front legs like he was doing the Thriller dance, marched towards the wall, marched all the way up the wall and onto the ceiling. He then just kinda bounced up and down like he was humping the ceiling, and then fell off.
He landed behind some furniture, so I never saw him again.
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Rael here. Saggitarius w. Pisces rising. ᏣᎳᎩ on my dad's side, British/Swedish/euromutt on my mum's. Singer/songwriter, player of guitar and bowed psaltery. Editrix of Alphabitch Afterbirth zine and VJ on channel 15 VCAM Burlington's "PostMortem Espresso" music show. I am a bearded bisexual BBW who has lived in a multitude of places and enjoys posting updates from all of them. I enjoy musick, majik, poetry, & gratuitous pics of kawaii things and little kittycats. (warning- Rael's tumblr is Not Safe for Work! contains nekkid ppls, tripedelic images, scary pics of cemeteries, skeletons and occasional gore. Oh, and SATAN! \m/ )