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Mary Oliver, "Loneliness." Devotions
in light of what’s come out today, Black writers in the rpc, please feel free to drop your pay.pals / cash.apps / ko-fis / etc by reblogging this or putting them in the comments; non-black writers, please give what you can to help those most hurt by what’s happened.
t shirt that says Only God Can Fuck Me
Simone Weil, from “Attention and Will,” in Gravity and Grace (translated by Emma Crawford and Mario von der Ruhr)
Anders Zorn, details, hands. source
Euripides, from Grief Lessons: Four Plays; translated by Anne Carson
Text ID: Gods are stubborn. So am I.
muse aesthetics , ( season edition ! ) repost don’t reblog . bold always applies. italicize sometimes applies.
✹ SUMMER ✹ — cold drinks after a long day, hiking in the woods just outside the city, swimming in a lake, spontaneous picnics, the warmth of the sun making you drowsy, the buzz of insects flying by, blooming wildflowers, the scent of bark and leaves, snapping twigs in half, a blade of grass between your teeth, light sunburn on the tip of your nose, barking dogs, rosy cheeks, children laughing in the distance, sunflowers reaching for the sun, fresh ice tea, resting your head on someone’s lap, warm yellow, the sound of waves crashing
☁ AUTUMN ☁ — cool breezes that feel just right, piles of leaves, rust red, oversized sweaters, knitted blankets, pumpkin spice, the scent of freshly baked goods, open windows letting the fresh air in, cold cheeks and hands, rain boots, carving pumpkins, soft scarves, a comforting embrace from an old friend, the scent right before a storm, wild mushrooms, ripening berries, a cup of hot tea, purring cats, blueberry muffins, braided hair, wearing your partner’s shirts, an alarm pulling you from slumber, burning candles
❅ WINTER ❅ — the crackling of a fireplace, hot chocolate with marshmallows, the smell of fresh cookies, fuzzy socks, beanies pulled over your ears, a strong pot of coffee, dark clouds gathering on the horizon, the sound of wind shaking the house, melting ice, snowflakes in your hair, melancholy afternoons, curling up with a book while the world stands still, cough drops on the nightstand, excitedly giving gifts, long coats with deep pockets, pale blues, flour on the tip of your nose, warm soup, stubble turning into a beard, the scent of leather
❀ SPRING ❀ — the smell after it rains, waking to the sound of birds singing, the crack of thunder, soft pinks, energy drinks or protein shakes, the scent of fabric softener, tidying up, the sweet taste of fresh fruit, competitive spark in eyes, sand beneath your feet, sweat on your brow, catching your breath after running, light green, frosted cupcakes, electricity in the air, forbidden kisses, the sharp hunger after a work out, daring romances, high ponytails, unexpected storms, picking flowers, running barefoot in the grass, iced coffee
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hey guys 😇💕 did you know 👀🔎❓ that a screen reader simply will not read “alt fonts” at all, which means that all of your fancy replies with their multiple fonts and entire paragraphs written in tiny text are going to be incomprehensible to people in this hobby who need to use screen readers
In me burns the most Catholic of longings: to devour the divine.
a haiku for the holy eucharist (or: a haiku for a childhood on my knees)
sometimes, mary oliver
[ID: “I don’t know what God is. I don’t know what death is.
But I believe they have between them some fervent and necessary arrangement.” end ID]
THE YOUNG POPE, Episode 3
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Why are you so in love with things unbearable?
Sophocles, from Electra tr. Anne Carson (via lifeinpoetry)
i would love for a voiello blog to exist if only so i could make a self insert blog of my own self and have them tell voiello how much i love him