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I'm being trolled.

I dreamt of a club house of three girls. It was a world of no kind to me in this cosmos. Outer dimensional and well meant. All 3 were of medieval design with bodies so petite and curvy on the chest. For I was laying next to the creek in this forest. They commeth to me in curiosity for whom I am.
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A great attraction of my being fell upon them so deep. Before I knew it I was detained, restrained and tied with my hands behind my back. And before I knew it, they took me to a tree house of it's majestic appeal. Vines grew grasping the elder wood. Windows busted and shattered. A stair oddly traversing to the hatch. There I was, their maker as they communicated to me. There they called me master and giggled as they lead me forth to their sky dungeon.
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It was then they had a board game on the floor, no technology, just a furnace and broken planks in some places of the floor. Tree growth throughout this tree house. It was then they sat me on this old couch with patches and age. It was then when the cloaks they wore, the hair they let down, their musky bodies were revealed onto me. The one with the short black hair touched both of my cheeks and kissed my lips as I was still tied. It was then they began to slowly take my pants off...
🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍓🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑🍑Then there was the morning of today that interrupted this amazing dream.

Why must I face this undeserving music? Please find we will you my moon girl. You walk the midnight hours in search for me don't you? We were born on the wrong planet. We were never meant to be human but here we are crying in a room. Are you those three I dreamt of? You are all in one and many of one. Your so complete aren't you?

Save me from myself...
 
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The Onion Verse is such a hard place to build columns of fortified structures. But in times like these we can only hope for the best!

 
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Oh yeah I almost forgot!

Another dream but this wasn't sexually charged but very emotional.

So I was a writer for a universe of characters. It was time before I was born, like way before that. Hell it seemed like I was in the late 1800s. I wore suspenders, a flat cap, one of those fancy white shirts and wore circle framed glasses. But I also weirdly had a sense that it was present time like this was one of those reincarnation tropes.

I was at my desk with drawings of characters that I had to work on and scriptures for the cartoons. Doesn't make sense because this wasn't a concept yet for this time period. I wasn't busy, I was bored, had nothing to do and I lived in cabin in the woods. The first thing that came to mind were female characters though, so then I picked up a vintage pencil and started to sketch, before I knew it I drew two girls. Both of cartoon styles. One with short blonde hair and the other long black. They both had clothes that weren't concepts of this time period either. When I finished which seemed 3 seconds because dreams are like that, I got a knock on my door. It was one of the females I drew and she was in human form, reality form, not cartoonish. She was in midriff and she had rosey cheeks. I was dumbfounded for what I just witnessed and she grabbed my hand to lead me to the other one crying on the ground under the trees of this cabin I resided in.

The woods were darker, the grass were soft on my loafers and it was a late summer atmosphere. Hardly any sun was touching the floor of this forest that hugged the cabin. Once we reached the one with long black hair crying on the grass, the blonde told me to sit next to her as the blonde sat next to me. It was to my understanding I felt a very emotional connection with these girls that I just created from pencil and paper. It was just 2 ideas from thin air now connecting to my very soul. I asked the long haired why she was crying and her response was along the lines of warming to me as she placed her hand on my heart. It was something like "I can't believe it, I think you're here". She looked me deeply with her brown eyes as I felt the hands of the blonde hug me from behind. Nothing of this was arousing but very deep. I felt sadness within this joy for my intuition within this dream reminded me of the reality that awaits me when I wake up. And this dream was not lucid but automated. But feelings never before came about my mind and I was frozen in time.

As I woke I sat on the side my bed contemplating what I just seen. I had this strange complex that I was the father of what I drew, that I was godly for what I constructed. And I validated my imaginations even more. This feelings would soon leave me as I started to walk to go take a piss but while the feeling was still there, I felt like I could draw females and they appear. It was delusional to anyone else but it was so dear to me for that minute. That I'm doing nothing wrong but in order for something to take place like what happened in that dream. I have to be closer to my heart so when the time comes, I will have it happen on a day so sunny and bright, I'm not longer cold but warm but the touch of these females.
 
It's called a persona and having fun? What's wrong is it turning you off?
Except Katelyn swears up and down there’s no persona. She’s just a racist homophobe who says she has a lot to say and then says a lot of… nothing. I mean, there’s “updates” but do they ever come to fruition? No. Never forget why you started this thread. She’s a laughable human being.

You’re also super fucking weird yourself. If I have to read another “dream” of yours, I’m gonna hang myself (prepping the noose now)
 
Wait those exist?!
Used to but I'm pretty sure they were rightfully discontinued because no one like them. Unless there is another brand replacing them selling products no one will buy unless they're a food review YouTuber who will talk about how bad it is on their video.
 
Used to but I'm pretty sure they were rightfully discontinued because no one like them. Unless there is another brand replacing them selling products no one will buy unless they're a food review YouTuber who will talk about how bad it is on their video.
It must have been one hell of food safety challenge for such a shitty product
 
Except Katelyn swears up and down there’s no persona. She’s just a racist homophobe who says she has a lot to say and then says a lot of… nothing. I mean, there’s “updates” but do they ever come to fruition? No. Never forget why you started this thread. She’s a laughable human being.

You’re also super fucking weird yourself. If I have to read another “dream” of yours, I’m gonna hang myself (prepping the noose now)

Nobody has made me blush like this in a hot minute and you need to be fucked down gay boy. Jack made me horny before but not like this. Your cock must be bigger to step to me like this.




you're so fucking cute 🌷
 
Nobody has made me blush like this in a hot minute and you need to be fucked down gay boy. Jack made me horny before but not like this. Your cock must be bigger to step to me like this.




you're so fucking cute 🌷
I’ll let you dick me down but we gotta let the yaoi addicted homophobe watch
 
As much as I respect Hayao Miyazaki as a writer, director, and animator. His last work of "The Boy and The Heron" is nothing short of negative outlook on escapism, creation, art and a sense of nihilism toward ones destiny. Though the animation/movie is amazing. His opinion and philosophy of the dead end of life was expressed beautifully in his work. Nothing fundamentally was wrong with the film. Everything was executed with prestige as he always has done.

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But the ending was not the belief I would align myself with in the art of anything. Great-Uncle was the character in the film that constructed his own world that would dissolve toward the end of the film. He was the master mind behind his fantasy world that had metaphors, scenery conceived from his mind. Mahito Maki the protagonists would stumble upon this in the tiny village he would move to after his mother died due to war related incidents since this was based in WW2 during the Japanese Empire. As you watch the film, you see the very mechanics and this wide range world Great-Uncle created but as this movie argues that things eventually fall, die, and the final chapter of life always comes to a close. Also a more emphasis of escapism through art.



The problem with this is that there is a paradox in the making/ending of this film. When a door closes in life another one will open. When you finish a book that you wrote, you move on to another if you desire. Throughout mankind, master of their craft have always continued their work regardless of their age. People even work to death, they work some job until they hit the grave. So in theory to this film, if the world that Great-Uncle created were to be destroyed, he could make another one as if a bridge were to fall into the river, then you construct one that's even better. But there is another reason which seems not of a paradox, but a sad reality in the eyes of veterans to the craft such Hayao Miyazaki.

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He doesn't agree with the modern ways of what we call anime since he doesn't consider his work even such. But with this film he accepts this reality and another metaphor of the world collapsing that Great-Uncle made was this old world that lasted forever until now in the time of this universe of the boy and the heron so even if in theory that Great-Uncle would exist on after the worlds destruction, he could make another one but more adapting to the environment of change. But he doesn't argue this and it's understandable since he's just at the age of wanting to let go of the baggage and slowly progress away from his old ways of thinking into a more accepting nature of modern Japanese work.

But regardless of his beliefs and philosophy, Ghibi Studio animations will always hold a hint of influence in my heart when it pertains to anything Japanese Film/Animation related. And also with anything media related. His ways, ideas and magical worlds will always live on as Spirited Away has and other amazing films. It was just with The Boy and The Heron, I only wished he had a different approach that was less grim and more vibrant to the idea of change. For example, instead of the world never existing again that Great-Uncle created, the boy or someone else could have made something more healthier and clean as to it wouldn't be escapism, but inspiration from the previous world. This would have been the best ending as again, when a door closes, another one opens. Not everything has to come to an end as even if a book ends and nothing else is canon, future books can still be inspired from that one and a new story is born.
 
There are two animes, one being a spin off with different ending plot, and a canceled mini series along with the manga. Also an abridged by team four star, the ones who did DBZ abridged. In case you run out of other stuff to watch.
Loved the abridged for hellsing lmao, always a fun re watch too. I need to watch hellsing again since it's been awhile, considered checking out castlevania too at some point but I've just had a lot on the backlog that I need to get to at some point.
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I don't think Katelyn is a bad person. She is, however, way too perpetually online for my tastes. She also needs to relax and stop fishing for attention and asspats all the time.
I guess fair enough tbh I just don't get why people care so much idk, I just post whatever and on a space I made and it's up to other people or not to invest in the dumb stuff I post. I've just always over shared mind vomit for so long. I've apologized if it annoys people.


I could just post content from the projects I'm working on, but I want to create something I feel content with before sharing, that's all.
I've said before it'll be nothing really noteworthy anyways and is just a passion project.

not here to bother anybody.
 
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