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The four primary colors of spring.

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Crow and blossom, 小原 又雄 Ohara Koson, 1910

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Bullfinch. From a water-colour drawing by Edwin John Alexander.

From The Studio: An Illustrated Magazine of Fine & Applied Art. Vol. 53. No. 219. June 15, 1911.

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No existential crises today. Only bread.

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this essay on dopamine addiction and our longing for storytelling as an escapism really hit that sweetsourspicy spot

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you code Sade i invoke Sade

we're the same but different

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one doesn't write for an audience, one writes for the one who will understand

One man's dream is another's nightmare. but

a machine's dream is everyone's nightmare.

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imprisoned bloom

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I was tired of being a woman,

tired of the spoons and the post,

tired of my mouth and my breasts,

tired of the cosmetics and the silks.

There were still men who sat at my table,

circled around the bowl I offered up.

The bowl was filled with purple grapes

and the flies hovered in for the scent

and even my father came with his white bone.

But I was tired of the gender things.

Last night I had a dream

and I said to it…

"You are the answer.

You will outlive my husband and my father."

In that dream there was a city made of chains

where Joan was put to death in man's clothes

and the nature of the angels went unexplained,

no two made in the same species,

one with a nose, one with an ear in its hand,

one chewing a star and recording its orbit,

each one like a poem obeying itself,

performing God's functions,

a people apart.

"You are the answer,"

I said, and entered,

lying down on the gates of the city.

Then the chains were fastened around me

and I lost my common gender and my final aspect.

Adam was on the left of me

and Eve was on the right of me,

both thoroughly inconsistent with the world of reason.

We wove our arms together

and rode under the sun.

I was not a woman anymore,

not one thing or the other.

O daughters of Jerusalem,

the king has brought me into his chamber.

I am black and I am beautiful.

I've been opened and undressed.

I have no arms or legs.

I'm all one skin like a fish.

I'm no more a woman

than Christ was a man.

~ Anne Sexton, Consorting With Angels

The Wellspring, Brendon Burton

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Look at this... 👀 https://pin.it/2mGxCbd82

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truly wise is who has more dreams in their soul than reality can destroy

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instead of protesting the things you disagree with, work towards the type of future you are in agreement with.

- Boyan Slat

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