Cute seagull kid eating a pearl, seen on the way to work.
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Cute seagull kid eating a pearl, seen on the way to work.
Big, beautiful snail I found on an evening walk home from the store.
under the weather comics 1543 by david lunde sanchez.
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My son said I should make a Geordi meme about the poison-eating triceratopses in episode 5 of "Prehistoric Planet", but I decided to actually make him into a dinosaur. A geordiceratops if you will.
some dogs and a bird
My cat Korall in behind the books.
Enjoy the taste of God.
You're going for a stroll in the woods one day when you see a person approaching you on the same path you're walking on. From afar it looks like they don't have a face. That's a funny illusion, you think to yourself, but as you pass them you realize they actually don't have a face. Less than a minute later you see the same person approach again, exactly as they had a few seconds ago, and this happens another time, and then again and again, and you realize it's not just the faceless person that is the same. You hear the same exact bird chirps in the same exact order with regular intervals, go past the same trees including a tree stump with a cluster of mushrooms on it and a small ant hill. You want to stop and get your bearings but you can't stop, you just keep walking, passing by the same things and the same person over and over. You're starting to realize something about this person, too, that you hadn't realized before for some reason. They're wearing the exact same clothes you're wearing, they have the same hair, they're basically you. Somehow you know your face is beginning to disappear too, little by little, but you can't check because you can't stop walking and your arms won't stop moving in step with your feet. Soon your face is entirely gone just like the other person's face but you keep walking. You don't remember a time when you weren't strolling through these woods, seeing these same things over and over. You don't remember a time when you had a face.
chimerical hero.