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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Cosmic Funnies
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macklin celebrini has autism

@theartofmadeline
Claire Keane
YOU ARE THE REASON

if i look back, i am lost
Mike Driver

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@cmetery
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A bison grazing amidst Geysir fumes in Yellowstone Park, Wyoming, USA, 1995 - by Thomas Hoepker (1936), German
Savior Convent, Voronezh region, Russia — rock-hewn Orthodox cave church with painted icons and onion domes carved into a chalk cliff.
You can only see in others what your nature allows you to see. The range of your vision depends on the extent of the personal development. The personal, if it is deep enough, becomes universal, mythical, symbolic; I never generalize, intellectualize. I see, I hear, I feel. These are my primitive instruments of discovery.
The Diary of Anaïs Nin
Anaïs Nin
really enjoyed the picturesque drive home with my digicam
blogging sometimes tbqh
Medieval Monk Bear from Historic Scotland
A ray of light - Church of Mother of God (XVII c.), Anauri, 2025
My kids gonna be mad as hell when this is the only inheritance they’re gonna get
There is no Love on that island
Francis Bacon: Two Figures (1952). Detail
Irish summers, Harry Gruyaert
“Finally, Some Concrete Career Advice” by Natalie Shapero, published by The Rumpus
“Life occasionally made me belong, as if to give me the measure of what I have lost by not belonging. And then I realized: to belong is to live. I felt this with the thirst of someone lost in the desert, gulping down the last drops of water in a canteen. And then the thirst returns, and I’m walking through the same desert.”
— Clarice Lispector, Too Much of Life
city lights vs abalone shell
Clarice Lispector, from "Too Much of Life Complete Chronicles," publ. in 2022
wait this is literally blogging