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The Bowery Presents
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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Sweet Seals For You, Always

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“In silence I observe.”
— Carpathian Forest
“Slow is often overlooked in rushed culture. Its’ oracle is not acknowledged, properly understood, or respected. The slow breath. A slow first kiss. Slowly disrobing in front of a lover. Slow lovemaking. Slow to get up out of a warm bed. Slow stretching. Slow yoga. Slow bathing. Slow and steady. Slowly walking through an airport to catch a flight. Slow decision-making. Slow crockpot cooking. Slow eating. Slow creativity. The pause before we speak. When we give ourselves (our cells) permission to slow down, our whole system is met in a magical place where regeneration and rejuvenation naturally begin to occur without any effort from us.”
— India Ame’ye, Author, Energy of Gods (via eatmangoesnekkid)
On the contrary, truth is a battlefield. You better be prepared—to fight, to defend, to be challenged. Because that’s how ideas work. That’s how truth is uncovered and vetted.
Tim Ashkar, Cherubs Studying
born to be an idgafer forced to be a yearner
girl are you okay? you’ve been consuming so much media lately that you haven’t allowed yourself to feel one single human emotion for months
Tomoko M. - 岐阜 モネの池 :: Monet's Pond (2023)
I wish i could be normal about affection but my love language is merging souls
The silence of January is so real