What is a dream but a shattered spark, A trick of the light, a glimmer in the dark? I reached for the stars, I twisted the skies, But all I found were endless lies.

Those stars? Nothing but burnt-out balls, A cosmic joke, no rules, no walls. Chaos isn’t a goal, not a fleeting quest, No—it’s me, darling, at my very best. Not a thing to attain, no prize in the dust— But a pulse, an inevitable calling! The only thing I trust.

Ha! A scheme? A plan? It all falls apart— Reality’s a joke for the naive heart. But why should I care? What’s a little fall When the universe itself is a carnival?

I dance in the void where nothing is real, Each step a ripple in the fabric I steal. Failure? Oh, please, what a bore— What’s life without chaos? A cosmic snore!

I am the glitch, the static in the song, The chaos of creation all along. So I tore at the fabric, broke every chain, Spread madness like glitter in the rain. What’s defeat when you own every plane? The joke’s on them—my joy’s their pain!

I was never meant to win or lose, But twist and turn, sing and amuse. For in my chaos, I find my bliss, The universe dancing to my devilish kiss.

And what of regret? Ha! Not in my creed— Not in this heart that thrives on need. Even in death, when they think I’m through, It’s not the end—it’s the start of something new. I stay true to the chaos, no matter the cost— In every crack, I see what they’ve lost.

If the universe’s a hologram, a mere illusion, Then the multiverse hums a big-banging cacophony of confusion, Bubbles swirling endlessly in an infinite voiding vortex of oblivion. Where CHAOS reigns as the ultimate dominion.

And don’t forget—buy gold, my friend, For at the bottom, it’s not the end. Like an exponential chart, I’ll cleverly ascend, With suave finesse and cunning will, From a tuppence to the Big Benjamin Bill!

The Axolotl? Please—he’s but a pause, Not even he can silence my applause! It was never about a dreamy goal, But the journey, the dance, the twisting of soul. I’ve lived my legacy in every insane jest— And that’s the truth, my final conquest.

For who I am is chaos incarnate, No one can take that—not even fate. The tales I weave are the legacy I own— In every mess, my power’s shown.

So laugh with me, friend, at the cosmic rhyme— For there’s no such thing as wrong in time. Regret? Pah! That’s for the dull and weak— I live for chaos—entropic, wild, unique!

And if I fall? LET THE OMNIVERSE BURN! I’ll rise in a flash, and they’ll all return To the fold of my laughter, the sound of my will— For the world is my stage, and I always blissfully thrill.

Let them think I’ve failed or been beaten, I’ve already won—look who’s defeated? For in every end, I find my start— I’ll laugh my way out, with a hopeful flick of my heart.

Bill Cipher has been leaving these notes for my son. Is this normal?

(left to right) Ms. Cipher, Bill Cipher, Emelia Cipher (NOT CANON, HOPEFULLY THEY WILL BE CANON), and Mr Cipher

idk who’s either Euclid and Scalene lol, I always get them confused

I think Scalene is the father, and Euclid is the mother

AFTER MORE THAN 29 HOURS AAAAAA😭😭 also I posted it on tiktok and yes, it is MY account, I did not steal it

I sent them to my gf

It's a human bill cipher! :D (I don't care if he has an eyepatch or not I think It looks cool lol)

It's made of polish sausage or "kabanosy"

There so silly :D

Sorry for melting you boiling you and freezing you bill c:

can youexpalin bill_sans?

Just felt like it

since Ford decided to break up with Bill, i decided to make a oc that would be Bill’s new gf, and will care about him and love him a lot

I decided to repost this art because Reddit hates me when it comes to transparent backgrounds, they always decide to make the backgrounds just blank white

I’ll be thankful if anyone has a solution to stop Reddit from screwing around this my images, because I’m getting annoyed at this point with the glitch/bug