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the cry of the wild goose, frankie laine // snufkin leaves moominvalley, the moomins // brandy (you're a fine girl), the looking glass // selkie, wikipedia page // song of the sea, cartoon saloon // chilling of the evening, arlo guthrie // swan princess crying, john bauer // wild geese, mary oliver // dinosaur, richard siken // selkie statue, mikladalur // brandy (you're a fine girl), the looking glass // the swan maiden, swedish fairytales // serethereal, tumblr post // moominvalley in november, tove jansson

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Flor Garduño - Leda, Switzerland (silver gelatin print), 2001

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getting murdered but it's so traumatic i repress the memory and only actually die years later during hypnotherapy

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on a separate but related note if you are invested in a politic that includes the right to full body autonomy i wholeheartedly believe you have to shift your viewpoint on behaviors that you view as morally wrong and/or harmful, such as drug use, addiction, eating disorders, self harm, etc. this requires a dialectical materialist unpacking of the structures that paint these behaviors as ones that are deviant and the ways in which institutions are justified in criminalizing these behaviors and further restricting people's freedoms. unpacking the ways in which capitalism also frames our understanding of what behaviors are "wrong" and what bodies are more likely to be criminalized and/or institutionalized is also necessary for this work to begin. this is an admittedly difficult conversation to have. how do we imagine a politic that defends those who engage in harmful behavior? one place to begin might be the concept of dignity of risk, which comes from disability studies and that posits that people should have the inherent right to self-determination and the choice to make decisions that may cause harm. people are going to do things with their bodies that you do not like and demonstrate behaviors that you view as disgusting and wrong. regardless of how or if they choose to stop engaging in this behavior, the model of harm reduction (which to be clear does not solves the vast range sociopolitical problems that often times prompt people to engage in these behaviors) without moralizing is, i'd argue, a much more radical and human/e approach to treating people with the inherent respect they deserve

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Could you explain more about God not being able to get over the first king’s death?

god watched saul, his first king, line a sword up to the soft tissue of his chest and fall unto it, ending his own life. later, when god auto-incarnates, he takes on the body of a non-roman citizen. this means that when he dies—which he knows he will—he will be crucified. non-romans were crucified. romans died by the sword. god needed to kill himself, in part to know how saul felt. to apologize for that. but he could not bring himself to be penetrated like his first king was. he winces at the thought of it

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amadeo and young daniel

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Wrestling In Dirt Pits - Ethel Cain / The Unified Theory of Ophelia: On Women, Writing, and Mental Illness” - B.N. Harrison x / Twin Peaks / Lake Mungo

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The Lynchian seeker, as either artist or detective—or filmmaker—can always get us out of the labyrinth. We only have to let it happen. Coming in his own way to conclusions that have been formulated by a number of phenomenologists—Maurice Merleau-Ponty and the early Jean-François Lyotard, for example—Lynch acts upon a faith that the illusion of control that language and other cultural structures give us is not as rewarding as losing that illusion and gaining larger, less contingent truths. These truths are always present for us, unless we insist on the fantasy of control and thereby doom ourselves to the sense of disconnectedness we feel if we fool ourselves into believing only in the control that we exert over our own creations.

Martha Nochimson, The Passion of David Lynch

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devastating time for the new Ethel Cain album to come out if you’re the Vampire Armand

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is it happening to you today?

i think i would like if it didn't happen to me again for awhile

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When I was little, probably 7 or 8, I spent a summer working in the library at our church helping out the elderly woman who ran it. It was no bigger than a large broom closet but we had a notable amount of religious books for all age ranges as well as an extensive collection of cassette recordings of every Sunday sermon going back a decade or two. I'd sit in there all day helping her catalog the index cards and keep record of who had borrowed what. We wrote on index cards all day long and listened to the recorded sermons, which included the choir's worship service at the beginning. "Nearer, My God, To Thee" was always my favorite hymn by a long shot. I wanted to emulate listening to it on the tiny tape player in that little library for Perverts. It's a fond memory of mine, just wanted to share :)

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u heard him ladies

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ever since i was a little girl i knew i wanted to go missing

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third body

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χαῖρε my name is Henry Arist'otle Divine Ecstasy Winter and I have icy blue eyes like limpid tears (that's how I got my name) and ebony black hair and a lot of people tell me I look like Julian Morrow (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Camilla Macaulay but I wish I was because she’s a major fucking hottie. I have pale white skin. I’m also a student, and I go to a private school called Hampden College in Vermont where I’m in the third year (I’m twenty-one). I’m a Classics academic (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black. For example today I was wearing a black jacket with a matching starchy white shirt under it and black pants, a black umbrella and black Oxfords. I was walking outside Hampden. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of hoi polloi stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.

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Daniel Liévano Pitágoras - Fine tuned Universe

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