Hey, Have You Ever Heard Of The Ship Of Theseus Experiment?

william, did you kill a guy?

Yup! Two, I think! Did what I had to survive!

hey is everyone in the abime a musician of some sort?

Huh! S'pose we all are. Even ol' Thomas plays the violin, though he thinks he ain't too good.

kitty cat

Boy, he's a literal fistful! I've always wanted to meet a kitten. I bet we'd hit it off!

Mal says I looked like one of these things when Henry first left. Don't know what she meant by that!

Log #88

Henry says he liked exploring old buildings. Boy, that’s a thrill, isn’t it? Houses and churches and whatnot folks hadn’t gotten around to tearing down, I suppose. He says they get covered in graffiti and kids go there to smoke et cetera. Usually’s got a big “No Trespassing” sign plastered near the front, he says, and that’s when you know it’s the good stuff. Says he got the coppers called on him one time and had to lay flat on his stomach in the dirt for an hour ’til they left. Says another time, he nicked one of them signs to hang on his bedroom door. I don’t know if I’d have the know-how or athleticizin’ capabilities for exploring the way Henry does but he says if we ever got the chance he’d show me.

by the way, I think the song on your cylinder (from the pinned post) might be by The Stratagems

I've known those fellas in the past! Not sure if they made the tune on the cylinder -- not sure why they wouldn't be singing together.

this i s bogu s. stop tre ating me like i' m an idi o t. i wa sn't go ing to go here, bu t i know wh at he's don e, and i think what yo u're up t o is wo rse. it's ba d things en ded up th e w ay they did. but wi ll rea lly thoug ht it wo uld wor k. we w ouldn't ev en be ha ving th i s con versati on if i t had wor k e d. and be sides. yo u knew an d clearly didn' t thi nk it would work... but let him g o th rough with it a nyway to g et yo u r re ven ge. is i t bet ter to trick yo ur fri e n ds tha n mes s u p a li tt le whi le you 're try ing to help the m? and ov er eve rythi n g. will m ight've not go ne about i t the ri ght way, but he 's been s weati ng hi s as s off try ing t o fi nd wh a t's missing a nd le t us le a v e th i s aw ful place o nc e an d fo r al l. al l yo u'v e been d oing is put ti ng m y g o o d budd ie s i n da ng er to w hat... gr o w yo u r cult? go on a pow er tri p? beca use yo ur wh o le h e a v e n schtic k is w earing thin, ta ti. y ou can ' t let your so - cal le d ang el s kn o w tha t w e're in h e ll. i'm gon na stick w ith the one p erson wh o's doing an ything ab out it, if that's alr ig ht wi th yo u. s o rry.

h e l l o 🤍

i h a t e h a t e h a t e to do this. but we've reached a t i p p i n g point. i can't s t a n d to stay silent.

and i think or at least h o p e some of you a n g e l s are voting for will without understanding the g r a v i t y of what he did. 💔

i have r e c e i p t s though.

will is dangerous, unstable, unruly, and m e a n .

he is a t h r e a t to me, to you, and to our b e a u t i f u l p r i s t i n e f r a g i l e h e a v e n.

y o u have the power to make him leave peacefully.

don't let him l i e any longer.

@williamy3w what do y o u have to say about t h i s❔

william do you likr will wood

Takin' a gander...or a listen, I'd say!

I like it when the fella kicks out on the piano! Appreciate that folks out there in this day and age still seem to be holdin' on to some inspirations or whatnot from the styles I'm familiar with.

What’s your blog about?

Used to be a place for keepin' some fond memories, but nowadays it's mainly for meeting and chatting with nice folks such as yourself! And occasionally re-blogging things of interest!

Lovely! That's the same one!

do you have a favourite flower?

I like a good ol' chrysanthemum!

I hope you find who you are looking for :) I did find this drawing of a person, I decided to draw them for you :)

(So many of their notes are incredibly relatable-)

Thank you kindly! This drawing is swell — you have a real talent, pal! That kid looks real familiar — from the illustrations on one of Mal’s magazines, ain’t it?