#love the world

[hanssloane]

[innervoiceartblog]

“Love yourself. Then forget it.

Then, love the world.”

~ Mary Oliver

Artwork: The Veil of Night by Serena Malyon

[prfm-multiverse]

July 9, 2023 marks the 15th anniversary since the release of the single "love the world".

[jessdyet]

to see me I could have been selfish only sitting on the ledge an indoor plant, empty on the pain you gave, you give when you step in front of me always unexpected like a summer thunderstorm roll me down the slope like a pebble along the mountainside. I bow my head your eyes hate selfishly you blame me for your troubles. I have a different calling beyond pain beyond selfish will I want a better world with you if you would let me. I will remove your blindness see the world is not yours but you have the right, your power make it more beautiful to convince the human others live too desire is fleeting for happiness for love for tenderness safety with each other intertwined for a better world. Láss Lehettem volna önző csak díszelegni réveteg a fájdalmon, amit adtál adsz amikor elém lépsz mindig váratlan, mint a nyári zivatar lehömpölygetsz, mint kavicsot hegy oldalán végig. Lehajtom fejem szemed gyűlöl önzőn, bajodra engem okolsz. Bennem más hívás van fájdalmon túl önző akaráson túl jobb világot szeretnék veled, ha engednéd. Feloldom vakságod lásd, a világ nem a tiéd de van jogod, erőd szebbé tenni, győzni embert, mások is élnek, vágynak röpke boldogságra szeretetre gyengédségre biztonságban egymással összefonódva akár.

[emperord0nk]

It's not a sin to be loved and love.

[houseshoesandtallboys]

Andrea Bowers

CELDF exhibit at the Museum of Contemporary Art, Cleveland

[hammill-goes-fogwalking]

*looking out of the car window, seeing forests, cows & tiny villages* I love to live.

[coolduucks]

i loce staying up past my bedtime and playing guitar <3 rock on!!! 🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸🎸⚧️⚧️⚧️⚧️

[claudethecrabdemoness]

It’s Time…

It’s a new year, we’re queer, and the show is officially here. So we all know what that means…

… time to start aggressively shipping all our OCs with Vox.

😝

⚡️🔌🖥️💙🦈⚡️

No but really. The TV man really won this round hands down, both tied behind his back. Which means he and Claude will now be the reigning power couple they were always meant to be.

I’m sorry y’all Husker fuckers (me included) but after his voice change I just…. lost all interest in making them endgame. Which is really sad, considering how much I loved Mick’s interpretation of him. Look look- it’s no hate to Keith, because I love the man, he’s a national treasure we all know this, but he really just isn’t… Husk. To me at least. I adjusted for the show, and it’s… fine… but not what grabs me anymore. And I think that’s ok because now I’m much happier giving him back to Angel in this fic. So… I have to decide what I really want to do in terms of what I’ve already thought up, but Vox is now my main man and I was so happy they didn’t fuck him up at least. (Val is a whole nother disaster I don’t have the strength to get into rn…) The Megara in me is elated he’s literally a confirmed Hades archetype and I can’t resist the siren call of a childish douchebag in a suit with a flatscreen for a face. So mote it be.

But anyway! I’m gonna get back into this side blog and just wanted to announce the shift in storyline. It’s not that much different, but she’s not going to be seducing Husk anymore as a main trope. Not that this really matters much- I barely outlined a coherent plot on here lol. I don’t even know who really follows this anyway. More Claude is def on the way tho, especially now that I have much more content to play with. So if you’re still following me, a big ass thank you and pls enjoy the impending chaos!

[wildchild3002]

Feelin like these pillows, I am a keeper 🪷❤️ love the world

[neverendingteeth]

[prfm-multiverse]

2017.12.31 Perfume - TOKYO GIRL + love the world + Talk (CDTV Premier Live 2017-2018)

Google Drive

[unicornbeck]

I'm sobbing.

reasons.

[writing-is-a-martial-art]

truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.

[houseshoesandtallboys]

MoCa, Cleveland