← blood estate
transmissions
how long we will wait
there’s nothing sane about being deemed normal in an absurd world every day week and month I wonder how long we will wait, and watch our world burn, our humanity be ripped from us, our very existences commodified and sold back to us, and systems of mass death envelop our world, until we collectively do […]
collectiveramblingsthoughtswritings
SAVE YOURSELF VIDEO
Feel like this one is a big step forward — been rushing to get videos together for every song, for the album for july 24th <333 life is just stages of stages of rebirth and you can only save yourself through the world
First Floodgate CDS <3 + Show in july
So excited to have this album on a physical format again, it makes me want to make more cassettes too. It’ll be nice to have these for shows, but also to have stuff available online again. Now I just need to get more apparel together. Available on bandcamp + at live shows
Create, flow, do not grow moss by blood estate A humanist approach to art for arts sakeRead on Substack Action is better than inaction. You are never ready for anything, but mistakes are lessons and imperfect creations are the most beautiful. Mess is real, but don’t let it get messy bc youre afraid of being […]
art theoryramblingswritings
[RIVER SESSIONS] SKY on Classical Guitar
Had fun playing this song for the seagulls, this has always been a special one for me
SUBVERT! EXCLUSIVE!! “FROZEN, THAWED, ASHES IN TURN”
subvert.fm/blood-estate SUBVERT, THE COLLECTIVELY OWNED BANDCAMP SUCCESSOR IS HERE NEW ALBUM, “Frozen, thawed, Ashes in turn” out now ONLY ON SUBVERT SUBVERT IS FINALLY here and to commemorate the occasion I am releasing an exclusive project on there. These songs are all different stages of rebirth, and as we burst out the chrysalis I am […]
albumaudiocollectivesubvert
We are flowers too
Who loves the rain? Who loves the sun? We’re all the same. Yes, everyone. Still special, and different too, but we all need love, and clean air too. “The rain is always welcome with me.”
“Burnt”- A short story from the archive
Published 4/27/25 A hot summer breeze, teasing and exciting her daily walk. Rust spills and abounds, a cacophony beneath the brutal sun. Staring at the ground, the sun beating heavy, as thoughts race. Absent-mindedly she starts crossing the street. There are plenty of things to do but very little time. A to-do list longer […]
literatureramblingsshort storywritings
older →