Skaution

@skaution.bsky.social

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Co-custodian of Public Records, executive/founding member of The Reclamation Party. Thereclamationparty.org The only chance we have. 44- AuDHD and more fun shit. Musician with a film degree.

A picture of 125th st in Harlem. One of the signs for the legendary Apollo Theatre.
An edited photo showing Mike Johnson suggestively holding a no bunned hot dog to his mouth.
My socked feet resting on a table on the deck of a houseboat on the water.
A raccoon scuttles towards a cookie placed on my knee.
Flippin' the bird to the Capitol.
A raccoon reaching for a cookie that is sitting on my leg.
Ugly man demon wearing a black shirt, stubble, and no expression.
A cannabis plant named Franchesca, mid to late flowering stage, on the railing of a deck.
A cannabis plant in a reflective tent. Gorilla Zkittles in full bloom.
The moon with a freaky halo ring around it.
The full moon surrounded by a halo of light.
Me facing the camera, staring directly into the lens, wearing a black hoodie, t-shirt, and beanie.
A receipt from the Nintendo Eshop for the game Röki.
Five raccoons on a deck eating cereal out of plastic bowls.
A cutout of my eye. It is green.
Very polite raccoon sitting in front of their food bowl. The only one that sits and eats.
My raccoon buddy in a tree, looking at the camera.
A Xweet? A Xeet, a who fucking cares what it's called now by me that says: " This planet sucks. All of you knuckleheads that can't see humanity predates ANY religious or even societal constraints and divisions, grow the fuck up. We are ALL in trouble, and really need to see humans before religions, identities, politics, or ideologies. Fuck, man."
Stands at an HS football game.
A tiny tuxedo kitten we found last night, on my friend's lap.
A 5 week old tuxedo kitty. She is very vocal and VERY loving. She is in my roommate's lap in the car.
Me, sitting on tge steps of my back deck, waiting for the raccoon brood to come eat. I have a cigarette in my mouth, and am wearing a rainbow: The Satanic Temple t-shirt.
I have no idea. A heavily edited picture of myself, with stickers all over it.
Me, looking off screen from the mid chest up, wearing a red Mario shirt, standing in front of mid 1700s double doors in my house. The inner doors have stained glass windows, and the outer doors have clear glass. One of the doors is open.
My new tattoo, drawn by the one I adore. It is of a... lanky humanoid smoking from a floating ball on my left, inner forearm.
My face, edited with pictures like a skeletond lower face, a wound with a broken heart in it, a 3rd eye shooting fire, one eye covered by an X and the other eye falling out of the socket. There us also a knife in my skull.
My face. Bored. I have a knot in my stomach and a lump in my throat. Haven't slept well for a month. I have barely eaten in 4 days, but that. Is okay. I think I am making progress in breaking myself down to the point I don't feel the intense pain and longing. Surface wise, I can control
A close-up of my face. In case of nausea, take a paper tpwel and wet it with isopropyl alcohol. Hold the paper towel over your nose and breathe in deep. The nausea will instantly vanish. I didn't believe it either, now I use it all the time.
A screenshot from a video game Heads Up Display. The 3 items listed are cash, keys, and jewels. The Jewels are at 115. The leys at 1, and the cash is at 420.
Me from just below the shoulders up, with no shirt and a vacant look on my face.
Pochita, an orange, short-legged devil dog with a chainsaw blade for a nose, and a handle on his back and butt, as a watchface, digitally displaying 5:00 Sunday, September 24, and has the weather, battery, and BPM monitor widgets under the time in smaller print.
In this picture is a raccoon I am trying to pass off as a cat. Just his ahoulders and head. It is a real raccoon and a picture I took at about 9:30 last night on my back porch
Some fucking doofus, holding a joint. It has a silver bridge piercing. It is holding a joint between its thumb and forefinger, adjacent to his left cheek. The background is all black, amd the beast is not wearing a shirt.
My hand holding the cube from Hellraiser.
Me, from the upper chest up, sitting on a staircase, looking over my right shoulder, up the stairs. All with a very red filter.
The art on my hoodie has a white conversation bubble with a yellow lightbulb in it. The surrounding text says "Always trust hot ding dongs."
A beautiful Border Collie (I think) who acts as the hospital emotional support animal. He is very cute and majestic, sitting on the floor with his chest puffed out.
Me, looking stypid in a close-up face shot with a lit joint in my lips, and a thumbs up.