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grden-f-eden · 1 year ago
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azrael-grove · 1 year ago
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whiteboards with friends
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omanxl1 · 1 month ago
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Dj ''S'' - 80s Contemporary R&B Mix (Vinyl Edition)
Digital Crate Digging Continues as we proceed and continue with this O-Dog Day Party! The saga  / struggle continues as we come through with this Throwback Thursday  / Thankful Thursday edition as we broadcast live and direct from our remote outpost��out off of I-20 in Atlanta but in the heart of it is where you’ll find me.. ..but where? out in local / national  / international and…
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redswrap · 1 year ago
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Floppy Baby
I could do something useful. I could scrape the mud off my boots, well, two pairs of boots sitting by the back door. I could see if the laundry in the washer is ready for the dryer. I could start a pot of soup, brush the cat, vacuum under the bed, pay bills. It’s always good to pay bills. I could finish a ridiculous story I started about a woman putting a hex on the grotesque house next door,…
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rishisr00m · 2 years ago
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#abstractmixedmedia #sketchbookpage #pupperdoggo #looseends #cycles https://www.instagram.com/p/CnkwCIxOafC/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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bakem07 · 2 years ago
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Nothing else left in the tank for this! Time to appreciate me! ✌🏿❤️💯💯💯👑⭐ #slowdown #looseends #negativity #drainsmybattery #stayready #livelovelaugh #noparasites #enjoylife #dontworrybehappy #icantstop #nomore https://www.instagram.com/p/CnCoGjCORpb/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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theindyreview · 1 month ago
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Premiere: Aud Whitson - Loose Ends
#Premiere: @AudWhitson - Loose Ends Be the first to hear this stunning, melancholy track from the Kansas singer-songwriter @KatieHovlandPR #newmusic #audwhitson #folk #singersongwriter #acoustic #looseends
With Aud Whitson‘s debut EP A House That Can’t Get Quieter set for release February 7, 2025, today I am excited to share the stunning first single from it, “Loose Ends”. Whitson is a Kansas-based artist who approaches her songwriting and recording in a stripped-down manner, relying on only a few simple tools to capture her songs. This natural approach was intentional, as Whitson sought to put…
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secretpathseditions · 2 years ago
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As some promising threads remain unexplored in writing a novel, the question is what to do with the loose ends. Read more: https://author.secret-paths.com/loose-ends/ #lechat #cats #looseends #extract #theBoyInTheBook #writing #editingnovels
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biggsradiocom · 2 years ago
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Indianapolis, Indiana see you tonight doors open at 6 pm #Kingweekend. Make it a SOLD OUT EVENT💪🏽💪🏽💪🏽Tickets available at the Walker Theatre 1p-5p ,King Ribs on 16th street and Keystone and on line with no service charge at: https://am.ticketmaster.com/walker/ism/RVdBMDExNQ== Biggs Radio Chicago -Indianapolis #dinahlynnbiggs @janeeugene @looseends #concertforaking (at Madam C.J. Walker Theater) https://www.instagram.com/p/CncJk0xreJE/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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eddievillanueva · 3 years ago
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“Loose Ends” 5/11/22 - #looseends #tyinguplooseends #lordhelpmefinsihmygrading #drawing #sketchbook #art #artprofessor #artschool #sketch #draw #pen #ink #collage #mixedmedia #mixedmediaart #dailydrawing #drawingoftheday #colorpencil #photooftheday #artofinstagram #artistsofinstagram #artist #nft https://www.instagram.com/p/Cdb-Ux0F14j/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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waylynnpitts · 3 years ago
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So I did a thing in Detroit with @jane_eugene we opened for @musicbykem at @thearethalive formerly #ChenePark I have more to share Reposted from @frankiedarcell @theAretha #LooseEnds #WayLove #WayloveTheLifeCoach #isingtoo #backgroundgurl #getwayloved #lifecoach #empath #hopelessromantic #legalsecretary #futureauthor #mother #grandmother #daughter #aunt #confidant https://www.instagram.com/p/CTMfbr0H9VL/?utm_medium=tumblr
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omanxl1 · 9 months ago
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FULL VINYL | A Taste Of Soul Music [80s Soul & Disco] | DJ Karnell
Digital Crate Digging Continues as we come through with this Music Monday edition in conjunction with this Solar Eclipse in Aries! The saga  / struggle continues! the saga  / struggle continues as the science dropped is appropriate for any time frame, at least somebody is playing fair with these… …and those; already knowing the devil will oppose but it just made us compose more poems / songs…
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lonola · 4 years ago
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sirjustynmedievalknight · 6 years ago
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This will be me soon if I don’t send off and or finish some orders. Bows, arrows, shields and knives. I’m a looong way behind on many. Lucky for me with just one local booking this week, I’m going to get a chance to take care of business in the next few days. I’m going to change my retail side of things because my performance work has hogged a lot of my time in the last 6 months, way more than I anticipated, which is good really, not just good for some retail customers. Stay tuned for more news and wish me luck! #medieval #fuedalworldproblems #tcb #notgoodforbusiness #getcracking #looseends #makefriendsnotenemies https://www.instagram.com/p/ByM9nxpnqUA/?igshid=ts1n091q1jbm
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gjww · 5 years ago
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@metz_theband said I could make them a print for their show at @looseendsnl this past weekend. So I did. I made one (well, more than one) #illustration #art #design #screenprint #screenprinting #risograph #riso #print #gigposter #lowbrow #subpop #looseends #amsterdam #ndsm #punk #postpunk #noiserock #metz (at NDSM Werf) https://www.instagram.com/p/BzOJTlJCT0i/?igshid=1mdak5c37b9jp
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deepsubmission · 6 years ago
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From the old Healers series
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Healers Part ?.?
And then he died, he died.  The ides is fine for you, fine to pretend all over yourself with.  But some of us like pi.  A tepid effort at hiding, yet wanting to share the secrets.  Every last one.  All for you.  Secrets you resent, secrets I made you hate.  First times, over and over until we stopped.  You’re not listening, neither am I.  Alter egos and characters allow a certain arrogance that doesn’t appear to the untrained observer.  If you can remove it, then it’s not your arrogance, not your jealousy, not your indifference, not your hate.  But keep the good parts, own them.  And then he died.  Unfinished, never to be reconciled.
Loose ends unraveling in a downdraft.
At a certain height, you barely need to flap, you can soar eternally under the current of air like the hand of God with a paper airplane pushing it along in slow motion.  Lamp light and shadow on the ceiling.  All this realized, recycled, and regurgitated forever until the drafts die, when the earth dies, or when a more potent force is loosed to shake the cars off the tracks.  A more unnatural way of conveyance.  More worldly, less visceral, less pensive and damaging.  Less alive.
And he did stand on the edge, on the precipice.
Irrational force, synthetic faith to catch him when he lets go.  The windows were still gone and the others watched him there.  Grey sky and mist filled air blocked the visibility into the valley and coated his expressionless face with droplets as he stood.  The air was silent and mostly still, but for a few breezes up from below.  Stale salmon and wood smoke hung damp in the lodge.
If they leave, will the faith depart with them?  Two women and the girl rose and walked from the room.  It’s a long way down.  The lamb watched, motionless in the heavy silence.  Tears dripped from his eyes and streamed into his beard.  Do I make everything about me?  Does everybody know?  Why do people let me wreck myself over and over and then leave?  Are you no longer amused?
Because, you know… this is as close to the real me as there is.  And he saw the truth.  And he let go, falling forward and releasing muscles to limp relaxation.  Eyes partly open: unfocused and calm slits seeing trees and air and structure tumble kaleidoscopically.  A flywheel of arms and legs careened bleeding, hard off the tree limbs.  Pain struck and it seemed that hurt was the only thing remaining, the last thing in the world that had any care.  Another limb pounded the back of his neck and he dropped straight down.  Blood filled his eyes and all turned to black.  The speed of descent blew cold against his face until the bottom hit, an unforgiving collapse of tissue and bone on pine needled forest floor.
And then he died.
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