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[systemst91]

'DATA DISC' project This is just a compilation of samples of my various music commissions and music demos.

I also created a special (Cyberwave/Cybercore) cover art for this compilation, which will always be slightly different depending on the current track.😊

https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLKkKbDdLQ-Pv9t7Hmq1fEGKP3LC2MdRE3

[seo-changbinnies]

finished the bar. photograph by nickelback was stuck in my head the entire time. paid $22 for parking. the only lunch provided was chick fil a and they didn’t offer meal combos (the sandwich was $12, drink $6, fries $5). they confiscated my extension cord. cried on the way home. pretty sure i failed. cannot WAIT to repeat it all in february

[mizugucci]

BLACK CAT NERO ★ HAMIN

[hellomarkyboy]

1964 Leyland Leopard/Plaxton Highway preparing to depart to pastures new

[anarchistin]

Emphasising individual liberty, mutual aid, and revolutionary communism, anarchists rejected authoritarianism, imperialism, borders, prisons, parliamentarian politics, and the centralisation of power in the state, among other things.

To recover Acharya’s life and anarchist thoughts is to remember the formulation of anticolonial thought and struggles against totalitarian oppression – be it colonialism, Bolshevism, nationalism, or fascism – struggles that reverberate across India and the world today.

[otterloreart]

After months of slow work, i am finally getting to the extremely thrilling stage of being done with sculpting and painting and ready to start clothes!! Ive decided to release the youtube video when i complete the clothes since its been so long anyways.

[knowaristotle]

I LOVE MTRENCHHHHH

[sexliesandvideotape1989]

parikkala sculpture park

[moonfirebrides]

@modernpoetryintranslation OUT NOW: MPT 'Fresh and Salt: Focus on Water' MPT’s November issue ‘Fresh and Salt’ dives into the poetry of water.

Cover artwork: Honey Williams (@thehoneyeffect )

[brasil-e-com-s]

[mizugucci]

PEAK TIME CONCERT ‘NOIR’ — BITSAEON

[warszawskiemozaiki]

Warszawa, dawna siedziba MPT na Ochocie.

[nevalizona]

xxv. No Prayers.

     Not a lot can comfort him right now. He’s so jumbled up inside he’s not sure he’ll ever be untangled again. His brain is racing a million miles an hour. He remembers once when he was like this, his mom told him to lay his head on her lap and try to calm down. It didn’t help too much, but the thought counted. She ran her fingers through his hair and said prayers. But there are no prayers that will heal him, this isn’t something that can be fixed.

     “Are you doing okay, Johnny?” Aldridge asked, slowly entering the tent that has been designated as John’s. He looked somber, no one seemed to be handling this well. John felt a little relieved, maybe it wasn’t so bad that he felt this way.

     “Honestly? I don’t want to fucking admit it but- not well.” John felt naked, he’s being so vulnerable and he’s not used to that. If there was anyone that he would feel comfortable being open with, it’s Aldridge.

     Aldridge nodded his head and slowly approached John, sitting next to him on his cot. He reached over and set his hand on John’s shoulder giving it a squeeze.

     “That was some tough shit. It’s not on you though, Johnny. There’ll be more and more and more. You’ll get used to this.”

     “I don’t see how that’s any better. I don’t want to see anything remotely close to what we saw today and not feel something from that shit! That’s the kind of ‘fucked up’ you don’t come back from, Aldridge.” John’s voice wavered near the end of what he was saying.

     Aldridge sighed and dropped his hand. He wasn’t looking at John which was a relief to him, he wouldn’t see the disappointment that slid onto John's face. He could still feel his tight grasp on his shoulder.

     “Yeah, but you can’t stop it. It’ll happen. You’ll get desensitized to this shit. It’s just part of the job Johnny. You’re still new enough. There’s plenty you have to learn. I’m going to let you get some sleep.” Aldridge got up, the cot squeaked at the shift of weight.

     “Do you have to go? Can’t you just- stay here? We can drink a beer or two.” John looked up, eyes big, pleading. Aldridge couldn’t turn him down looking like this. Vulnerable.