Misplaced Lens Cap
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Monterey Bay Aquarium

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Cosmic Funnies
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Cosimo Galluzzi

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

Love Begins

JVL

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Today's Document

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

Andulka

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taylor price
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Sade Olutola
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Vasilisa Donbay ph.
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Masayoshi Abiru
being alive is great because there are so many different vegetables you can sauté. but then there are also the horrors
looked into her eyes and found my favourite colour
And suddenly one day you’re not eighteen anymore and you drink your coffee black now and you realize that even on your worst days the sun still rises.
Things to remember (via unpoeticheartbreak)
keaton henson + repetition
plates designed by keaton henson: the housefire and the wedding.
What a journey this life is! dependent, entirely, on things unseen. If your lover lives in Hong Kong and cannot get to Chicago, it will be necessary for you to go to Hong Kong. Perhaps you will spend your life there, and never see Chicago again. And you will, I assure you, as long as space and time divide you from anyone you love, discover a great deal about shipping routes, airlines, earthquake, famine, disease, and war. And you will always know what time it is in Hong Kong, for you love someone who lives there. And love will simply have no choice but to go into battle with space and time and, furthermore, to win.
I know we often lose, and that the death or destruction of another is infinitely more real and unbearable than one's own. I think I know how many times one has to start again, and how often one feels that one cannot start again. And yet, on pain of death, one can never remain where one is. The light. The light. One will perish without the light.
James Baldwin, “Nothing Personal.” 1964.
Adonis, tr. by Khaled Mattawa, Selected Poems