Definitely somewhere between a druidic grove and a mystery ruin
I have a Catholic friend who says she treats her body like a temple — full of red wine and guilt
Mine is a temple that was recently fire bombed by religious extremists.
I think I used to be an Aztec Pyramid, but I’m becoming a Mosque, and rapidly heading toward the ruins.
Books
I’m a mosque. The loud noise is usually, “damn it!” when I do something incredibly graceful, like walk into a wall or accidentally throw my phone across the room.
I was thinking more of my stomach rumbling at random times
I wanna know how to get that classically sculpted perfection while keeping the wine consumption at heroic levels
Have you tried wrestling a lion?
A Harsh Wasteland
- Surrounded by a vast emptiness interspersed with venomous, toxic, and dangerous lifeforms.
- Featureless horizons and overcast skies denying any way to escape.
- A nice, quiet place to lay down and wait for the inevitable end to come.
- A convenient opportunity to reflect on the comically meaningless futility of a cosmically insignificant existence. Also funny memes. And that embarrassing thing you did middle school.
Surrounded by a vast emptiness interspersed with venomous, toxic, and dangerous lifeforms.
Ah, Australia
Its funny that the picture for mosque is Hagia Sophia, which was originally an orthodox christian church.
Druidic grove for sure. Fire temple is a close second. So I guess I’m just a really holy forest fire
Druid is best.
Mine is a Mosque.