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kebriones

Some photos from yesterday.

sunnybabyy

live laugh losing my mind

storehausarchive

Minoan Pottery Poster #1 | #2

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its-sweet-like-cinnamon

'Paper Clip' || 3.2

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theravingcelt

“It is extraordinary that nobody nowadays under the stress of great troubles is turned into stone or a bird or a tree or some inanimate object; they used to undergo such metamorphoses in ancient times (or so they say), though whether that is myth or a true story I know not. Maybe it would be better to change one’s nature into something that lacks all feeling, rather than be so sensitive to evil. Had that been possible, these calamities would in all probability have turned me to stone.”

— The Alexiad, written by Anna Komnene, the daughter of the Byzantine Emperor Alexios I Komnenos, c. 1148.

feignedremote

Common Frank Bidart banger (from "In the Ruins," in Half-Light: Collected Poems 1965-2016)

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passionatephotographer

A raven in The Painted Desert in Arizona! ❤️🐦‍⬛

softinvasions

Eurydice to Orpheus

eurydice’s silence is resounding. you can put anything in that emptiness. —@finelythreadedsky

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Helene Beland - Un capteur de lumière, 2012

classicalcanvas

Paintings made by Desire Thomassin (1858–1933)

d1nosaurpower

One thing about researching world around you is that it becomes a bit friendlier once you know it better. If you see a random spider- you get scared. You see plants and consider them just weeds. You look at night sky and see a bunch of stars.

And then, you learn names.

Now, it is an orbweaver, and you consider them a friend. The greenery around is a laurel, or an alium, or osmanthus, and you know which of them to keep away from, and which of them are great herbs for tea. Now, you look up and see a whole parade of Venus, Ursa Major, or Orion. You now know their names, and, if you respect them- they become allies of yours.