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hansgutphotography · 4 months ago
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dreaminginthedeepsouth · 9 months ago
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"Worse than dying is not living."
~ Gurdjieff
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credits-roll · 4 months ago
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https://on.soundcloud.com/PvBTJ
Translation: https://doolsetbangtan.wordpress.com/2018/06/01/4-oclock/
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pulchra-potens · 4 months ago
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i know,
that you didnt wanna try,
that you were tired,
that you were dying.
tell me sweetheart,
what is it that keeps you alive ?
is it
l o v e
or
r e g r e t ?
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kenneth-omega · 2 years ago
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good morning girlies i hope you’re all doing well, i am thriving💅, my hair is lush and healthy💁🏻‍♀️, i’m flourishing🌸✨, just in my lane🧖‍♀️, going to see all my husbands and wifeys in august 💍💍💍🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹
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miiju86 · 1 year ago
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nicholasandriani · 2 years ago
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The Transformative Power of Grieving: Finding Healing Through Storytelling and Presence in the Bardo’s
Twitter Patreon GitHub LinkedIn YouTube Preamble: Confessions I lost my papa recently. And while I never sometimes my father, it was Papa who failed in presence, support, and generosity. Merten Wolfe changed his name to Martin Rankin upon immigrating from a postwar Germany, when America was pregnant with late stage capitalism and MTV still played music videos. We come from a clan of Romani…
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sickofedward · 2 years ago
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arcturustarlight · 8 months ago
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Have i seen anything prettier?
No. No, i have not
Extremely thrilled to finally post my big feast for @gwynrielweeksofficial 🖤 enjoy!!
Commissioned with Artcraawl (here)
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hansgutphotography · 4 months ago
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dreaminginthedeepsouth · 11 months ago
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In a passage evocative of the central sentiment in Ursula K. Le Guin’s spare, stunning poem “Kinship,” he adds:
Pregnant women ate animals and plants made of her atoms. A year later, babies contained some of her atoms… Several years after her death, millions of children contained some of her atoms. And their children would contain some of her atoms as well. Their minds contained part of her mind. Will these millions of children, for generations upon future generations, know that some of their atoms cycled through this woman? It is not likely. Will they feel what she felt in her life, will their memories have flickering strokes of her memories, will they recall that moment long ago when she stood by the window, guilt ridden and confused, and watched as the tadr bird circled the cistern? No, it is not possible. Will they have some faint sense of her glimpse of the Void? No, it is not possible. It is not possible. But I will let them have their own brief glimpse of the Void, just at the moment they pass from living to dead, from animate to inanimate, from consciousness to that which has no consciousness. For a moment, they will understand infinity. And the individual atoms, cycled through her body and then cycled through wind and water and soil, cycled through generations and generations of living creatures and minds, will repeat and connect and make a whole out of parts. Although without memory, they make a memory. Although impermanent, they make a permanence. Although scattered, they make a totality.
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sillyguy-supreme · 6 months ago
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white americans when you tell them that the idea of climate change as an impending disaster is a reductive first world perspective because it’s a tangible reality for many in the global south already:
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pulchra-potens · 5 months ago
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you keep burning me.
Slowly. But surely.
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ryanranney · 28 days ago
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It Must be Asked
Imagine a world without death. Imagine Our world without death. What would change? Think of the result Comprehend the meaning Discern the truth Grasp the reality The wisdom of our Forefathers Would teach us The example of their life Would be our instruction Who would make war? None can die, none can be lost Even a fight would find its end How many times would you thrash in anger Before you never…
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layne-regrets-nothing · 8 months ago
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best metallica album
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got this idea
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stuckinapril · 9 months ago
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Reminder that the US bombed Iraq a day ago. Reminder that this attack has killed 16 Iraqis, many of whom were civilians. Reminder that Iraq has already suffered enough at the hands of US imperialism, that to this day it’s recovering from the aftermath of being defamed to the world as terrorists, from its cities being destroyed under the guise of “exterminating ISIS” (an echo of Israel decimating Palestine to “exterminate Hamas,” interesting), that the US has so many ulterior motives to continue encroaching upon Iraq that have nothing to do with their seemingly noble rationale, and that it does all this while funding Israel’s ongoing genocide of Palestinians (which are basically doing their dirty work of pushing further in on Arab territory). It’s jarring that this is all happening on a world stage & yet nothing is being done to stop it. Hands off Iraq. Free Palestine. Hands off Iraq. Free Palestine.
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