Forwarded from (DISBAND) Kaishu Sōke: Memory of the Fallen Camellia.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ𓆩 椿ついに地に舞ふ 𓆪
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ The Camellia Petals
ㅤㅤㅤ ༘⋆ㅤ Have Begun To Bloom.ㅤ . ݁₊ __ㅤ
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ The Camellia Petals
ㅤㅤㅤ ༘⋆ㅤ Have Begun To Bloom.ㅤ . ݁₊ __ㅤ
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xx:07ㅤㅤ #KaishuInBloom.ㅤㅤ🌺ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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Forwarded from (DISBAND) Kaishu Sōke: Memory of the Fallen Camellia.
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ㅤ/ ⛩️ 𓂃 ִ 海舟宗家。Where camellias descend in tremulous hush, the breath of an old house stirs. Beneath a pallid sky veined with memory, names bloom once more, wrapped in vestiges of yesteryears. Kaishu Sōke does not summon, it unveils—petal by petal, presence by presence, like lullabies folded into parchment wind.ㅤ🎍𓆪
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ㅤㅤ⋮ 💮 ┆ Blooming Lineage Invocation .. ’)
ㅤ ——ㅤㅤ from @KaishuSoke to unfurl,
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ㅤㅤㅤ 𝑊𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑃𝑢𝑙𝑠𝑒ㅤㅤ𝑅𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑃𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑙
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ Kinesics.ㅤㅤㅤㅤPictography.
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ︶ ⏝ ︶ ୨୧ ︶ ⏝ ︶
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Let not the axis of presence waver upon divergence. In each lineage-cast hush lies a vow, vestigial yet vivid. Should your semblance flicker beneath the folds, recall—every echo finds its vestibule, every misstep, a step etched towards the sanctum. The parchment breathes, the name awaits. Proceed not in haste, but in grace. 𐔌᭥ᩙ༉
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ THE CAMELLIAS
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ㅤ/ ⛩️ 𓂃 ִ 海舟宗家。Where camellias descend in tremulous hush, the breath of an old house stirs. Beneath a pallid sky veined with memory, names bloom once more, wrapped in vestiges of yesteryears. Kaishu Sōke does not summon, it unveils—petal by petal, presence by presence, like lullabies folded into parchment wind.ㅤ🎍𓆪
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ㅤㅤ⋮ 💮 ┆ Blooming Lineage Invocation .. ’)
ㅤ ——ㅤㅤ from @KaishuSoke to unfurl,
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ quietㅤpresence.ㅤ۶ৎㅤㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤ 𝑊𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑃𝑢𝑙𝑠𝑒ㅤㅤ𝑅𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑃𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑙
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ Kinesics.ㅤㅤㅤㅤPictography.
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Trace your reflection amidst the hush-hued sigils, enwtreathed through static bloom and tempered motion. For attunement and assistance, the parchment envoy awaits via @KaishuSokeBot.ㅤ* .. 🪽 ’)ㅤㅤ
Let not the axis of presence waver upon divergence. In each lineage-cast hush lies a vow, vestigial yet vivid. Should your semblance flicker beneath the folds, recall—every echo finds its vestibule, every misstep, a step etched towards the sanctum. The parchment breathes, the name awaits. Proceed not in haste, but in grace. 𐔌᭥ᩙ༉
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ THE CAMELLIAS
,ㅤㅤㅤㅤ VEILS OF LASSITUDE ; 海舟。🌺ㅤㅤㅤㅤ
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Forwarded from TXT PROJECT.
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𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚜. 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛. 🃏ᵒ̴̶̷̤
ㅤ 𝘗𝘙𝘖𝘔𝘐𝘚𝘌 OF THE 𝘚𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘚
𝘙𝘌𝘔𝘈𝘐𝘕𝘚 BY 𝘜𝘚
odyssey of connection,
luminous unity ✶ story shared,
whispered across galaxies
THE STAR CHAPTER: TOGETHER
12th ALBUM #PromiseTOGETHER
An— ५. echo
of dreams that ᠅
꒷ dare to
stars, 𖥔 to
for each 𐀔 other
in the quiet vastness of the night
21𝘚𝘛. 𝘑𝘜𝘓𝘠. 2025
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𝚂𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚈𝚎𝚝 𝙳𝚊𝚣𝚣𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗
𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝙰𝚜 𝙾𝚗𝚎.
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𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚜. 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛. 🃏ᵒ̴̶̷̤
ㅤ 𝘗𝘙𝘖𝘔𝘐𝘚𝘌 OF THE 𝘚𝘛𝘈𝘙𝘚
𝘙𝘌𝘔𝘈𝘐𝘕𝘚 BY 𝘜𝘚
odyssey of connection,
luminous unity ✶ story shared,
whispered across galaxies
THE STAR CHAPTER: TOGETHER
TOMORROW BY TOGETHER12th ALBUM #PromiseTOGETHER
An— ५. echo
of dreams that ᠅
꒷ dare to
shine among thestars, 𖥔 to
searchedfor each 𐀔 other
in the quiet vastness of the night
21𝘚𝘛. 𝘑𝘜𝘓𝘠. 2025
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𝚂𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚈𝚎𝚝 𝙳𝚊𝚣𝚣𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗
𝚂𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝙰𝚜 𝙾𝚗𝚎.
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Forwarded from TXT PROJECT.
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ㅤㅤ ✶ (𝘓𝘐𝘎𝘏𝘛–𝘠𝘌𝘈𝘙𝘚*)
each guide of a compas, lead to shimmering and starry paths, reflecting the joy and ache of youth.
𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚌 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍
𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝
𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐.
Even across stardust and sorrow, we are fated to find one another. Because the universe remembers what we forget, that we are not meant to shine alone.
WE CARRIED THE PROMISE
OF THE STARS. ५᠅ 🌌
moonlit
dreamlike harmonies. led by
#PromiseTOGETHER under one
endlessly. ──────────
Invitation to move closer, to believe that even the simplest step can bridge distance when hearts are aligned.
𝘗𝘕𝘎 𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘚𝘐𝘖𝘕, where memory
etched by picture truly
unforgettable.
𝘔𝘗4 𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘚𝘐𝘖𝘕, where lullabies
and pieces of scenes merged to
create memories.
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Endless gratitude to the brilliant soul behind this twibbon: @TRNDSETTEE as the artistry gave form to our shared dreams. Guided by passion, lifted by trust. Together we create, together we soar: @REVERIEOFAMITY, @SOOREVIEL, @YJFLUENCE, @BEOMQUESTERS, @TYUNTHERA.
With @TXTProjectBot as our gentle light,
Ever ready to guide us through the twibbon skies.
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ㅤㅤ ✶ (𝘓𝘐𝘎𝘏𝘛–𝘠𝘌𝘈𝘙𝘚*)
each guide of a compas, lead to shimmering and starry paths, reflecting the joy and ache of youth.
𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚌 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍
𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚝
𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐.
Even across stardust and sorrow, we are fated to find one another. Because the universe remembers what we forget, that we are not meant to shine alone.
WE CARRIED THE PROMISE
OF THE STARS. ५᠅ 🌌
moonlit
synths, dreamlike harmonies. led by
hope, time, starlight 𖥔#PromiseTOGETHER under one
sky, in one story 𐀔 glowing endlessly. ──────────
Invitation to move closer, to believe that even the simplest step can bridge distance when hearts are aligned.
𝘗𝘕𝘎 𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘚𝘐𝘖𝘕, where memory
etched by picture truly
unforgettable.
𝘔𝘗4 𝘝𝘌𝘙𝘚𝘐𝘖𝘕, where lullabies
and pieces of scenes merged to
create memories.
▭ ▭ ▭ ▭
Endless gratitude to the brilliant soul behind this twibbon: @TRNDSETTEE as the artistry gave form to our shared dreams. Guided by passion, lifted by trust. Together we create, together we soar: @REVERIEOFAMITY, @SOOREVIEL, @YJFLUENCE, @BEOMQUESTERS, @TYUNTHERA.
With @TXTProjectBot as our gentle light,
Ever ready to guide us through the twibbon skies.
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Forwarded from Land of Wander, IWANDERLAND.
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(Chronicle, 30.)
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ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤSHOOT!
ㅤㅤㅤ In— Street—Shine.Com
SUNBURNT GROOVE: FOR KICKIN SØUNDSCÄPƏ ᪙ No one teaches it, no one owns it: it’s the shared dialect of concrete kids. Dust storm in stereo, a saint painted by insomnia.
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(Chronicle, 30.)
THEY STROLL WITH HANDS HALF—TUCKED! PrettyGirl# No map, no compass:ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ
ㅤ .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
ㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤSHOOT!
ㅤㅤㅤ In— Street—Shine.Com
SUNBURNT GROOVE: FOR KICKIN SØUNDSCÄPƏ ᪙ No one teaches it, no one owns it: it’s the shared dialect of concrete kids. Dust storm in stereo, a saint painted by insomnia.
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