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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Holy shit that's so cool
Finally “do you love the colour of the sky” got compressed for our convenience
This is now my favorite photo
Astypálea, Greece by Giorgos Charitos.
my mom came in with the nasturtium he didn't eat and said "if you won't eat it, you'll have to wear it as a hat"
if anyone needs me i'll be frothing at the mouth thinking about the origin of language and interspecies communication. happy wednesday.
how did we learn this? who taught us this? is it coincidental? is it observational? is it that something in the source of these sixteen languages stems from the same animal instinct that causes each of these species to call out to their own kind? I Am Going To Lose It.
coming home after a long and difficult shift at the disease factory
i’m joining the war on diseases on the side of the diseases
I told someone I study veterinary microbiology and he just goes “so like…. you care for really small animals….”
fruit fly diving straight toward the glass of apple cider vinegar mixed with dish soap already littered with the corpses of his kin
ambedo n. a kind of melancholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—briefly soaking in the experience of being alive, an act that is done purely for its own sake.
oh my god is that man wearing crocs
pls tell me im not the only one