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acknowledgetheabsurd · 4 months ago
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Night had fallen now, the rain had stopped. The pale black sky still seemed liquid. In its dark, transparent water, low on the horizon, stars were beginning to flare. They flickered out almost at once, falling one by one into the river, as if the sky were spilling its last lights, drop by drop. The thick air smelled of water and smoke. And they could hear close by the murmur of the vast, motionless forest.
Albert Camus, Exile and the Kingdom (The Growing Stone)
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outofthehollow · 1 year ago
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He's just so silly <3
Motionless in White - Sign of Life (Behind the Scenes)
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juwaiin · 6 months ago
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ricky horror olson 🗝️
really wanted to try my hand out at painting tattoos, so here is my digital painting of ricky! love love love motionless in white and love love love how it came out
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tenth-sentence · 3 months ago
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You should be about to reach out and grab a handful of motionless light just as you can scoop up a handful of newly fallen snow.
"The Fabric of the Cosmos" - Brian Greene
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bfmva7x · 2 years ago
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Totally vibing right now 🥳🥳
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taxi-davis · 2 years ago
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mxdwn · 2 years ago
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Motionless in White Announces Fall 2023 Tour Dates
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https://music.mxdwn.com/2023/04/25/news/motionless-in-white-announces-fall-2023-tour-dates/
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aitiuilghrain · 2 months ago
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inthewindtunnel · 3 months ago
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The Occasion
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acknowledgetheabsurd · 10 months ago
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"After so many years fleeing from fear, running crazily, uselessly, she was finally coming to a halt. At the same time she seemed to be recovering her roots, and the sap rose anew in her body, which was no longer trembling. Pressing her whole belly against the parapet, leaning toward the wheeling sky, she was only waiting for her pounding heart to settle down, and for the silence to form in her. The last constellations of stars fell in bunches a little lower on the horizon of the desert, and stood motionless. Then, with an unbearable sweetness, the waters of the night began to fill Janine, submerging the cold, rising gradually to the dark center of her being, and overflowing wave upon wave to her moaning mouth. A moment later, the whole sky stretched out above her as she lay with her back against the cold earth."
Albert Camus, Exile and the Kingdom (The Adulterous Wife)
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saboteursupply · 7 months ago
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Experimental Playground
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ohwaitwhatdamn · 1 year ago
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tenth-sentence · 3 months ago
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In an otherwise empty universe, standing perfectly motionless and spinning uniformly are indistinguishable.*
* While I like human examples because they make an immediate connection between the physics we're discussing and innate sensations, a drawback is our ability to move, volitionally, one part of our body relative to another – in effect, to use one part of our body as the benchmark for another part's motion (like someone who spins one of his arms relative to his head). I emphasize uniform spinning motion – spinning motion in which every part of the body spins together – to avoid such irrelevant complications. So, when I talk about your body's spinning, imagine that, like Newton's two rocks tied by a rope or a skater in the final moments of an Olympic routine, every part of your body spins at the same rate as every other.
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jdubqca · 1 year ago
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going through the motions
` GOING THROUGH THE MOTIONS #poem #poetry #goat #motionless - - ->
black goat grazing atop a craggy hill thoughtless going thru the motions clouds up above white & immovable blocking the midday sun unnoticeable to the black goat grazing atop a craggy hill https://jdubqca.files.wordpress.com/2023/09/going-through-the-motions.mp3 september two thousand twenty-three copyright j matthew waters all rights reserved
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mykl · 1 year ago
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In the quiet gray of early morning, somewhere nearby one of the resident fawns is bleating like a worried kid (baby goat). I walk from window to window trying to see where it is, until i hear the snort of a grown deer. Down the stairs i tiptoe to the open northeast window, which neatly frames mother and fawn standing stone still some five paces away, staring right at me.
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Mother’s complete stillness palpably whispers, "Junior, stop twitching your ear; you'll get us killed with that nonsense."
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loud-trash-arcade · 6 months ago
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I know I used mcr as the template but this is true for like thirty bands someone help me
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