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Show & Tell

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Love Begins
trying on a metaphor

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shark vs the universe
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
macklin celebrini has autism

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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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Sweet Seals For You, Always

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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juno - cavetown ↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺
jaden ✰ all pronouns
pfp @motekill ✰ header @u3v
fandoms ✰ spotify ✰ pinterest
Guys… we have to do the main quest at some point
Beatrice S. Levy, Song of Summer, 1914. Color etching on cream
im swimming at the lake and accidentally kicked a fish. this has never happened in my many years of swimming. sorry man
summertime snail mail print 🫶🏼 join my patreon before july to have one sent to you
Paths – Cherry Blossom Rain, 2005 72.7×90.9cm Hiramatsu Reiji
photos from hirokolele on instagram
never stop drawing !!!!!!!!!!!!
evolution of onion
self portraits in graphite
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slope point, the southernmost tip on new zealand’s south island, is hit with such persistently violent southern antarctic winds that trees grow in the leeward direction. (click pic or link for credit x, x, x, x, x, x)
Our consciousness allows us to know that a realm exists beyond thoughts and words. We can comprehend the notion of the incomprehensible. We can know that there may be an infinite number of things we cannot know. In this, consciousness is the source of our disquiet about not only the unknown but the unknowable. At the same time it illuminates, it veils. Worse, not only must we accept our unknowing, but we must deal with what we can know but can never fully articulate—the vague shadows and outlines we can point to but never quite grasp.
Robert Pantano, The Terrible Paradox of Self-Awareness
by Michael Gimenez Rodriguez de Vera