prismaticlove intro post

we've decided to completely link our "self-shipping" blog to our main system's blog, because the core bloodlines as a collective are perpetually involved in those relationships and it would be criminally unjust and untrue to present such a blog as separate from the spectrum, let alone run by one conglomerate simile of a person.

we're going to reblog all our old posts before we post anything new. tags will be fixed, drafts will be published. this is an important effort but it will take time.

 

our heart has been numb, lately. actually, no... my heart, the heart of the cor(e), has been frozen over, cut off from all memory of sunlight and flame, powerless to thaw itself out in the absence of external incandescence. there's too much glacial ice. it's been too long.

i need to light the fires of ardent warmth and compassion in me again. pray to god for this for me. this needs a divine impetus. this needs a kiss from the heavens, an ember from the altar. but it is there. and it is accessible. i just need to open my heart.

that's the hard part, for someone with snowflakes in their veins.

nevertheless. the ocean should never be that cold, that still. i'd rather have tidal waves than this. deep down i actually do want to melt. i'm terrified, but it's true. i want something red and real and ruby-bright to burn at the very core of me, no matter what the consequences are. if i must be destroyed by it, so be it. nothing can live in this endless winter anyway, not without a heart(h) to come home to.

pray, but keep rowing the boat. don't lose hope. there will be a pink sunrise even over this arctic white, i promise you, and flowers will begin to bloom.

so. this effort is me, lighting a spark.