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automaton of flesh and blood

[diagn-blog]

follow my jay jay bee ae oc (his name’s ozzy)

[diagn-blog]

claps my hands together. jjba oc

[diagn-blog]

🤔 jjba oc?

[didoofcarthage]

[aqua-regia009]

[aqua-regia009]

L'amore, la morte e il sogno / Love, Death, and the Dream (Detail), 2017. By Roberto Ferri

[diagn-blog]

violints   :

‘   OH   ,   THANK YOU.   ’      years later   &   she’s still not sure how to respond to comments on the book.   she looks down at the ground   ,   hand anxiously brushing through her hair   —   nervous habits bubbling to the surface one after the other.   spite   &   a foolhardy wish to heal had fueled her writing   ,   but now that it is done   ,   the memory that hundreds of strangers know every detail of her past is   —   well   ,   it’s a lot to deal with.   her feelings on that shift from day to day   ,   but it’s always a lot.      ‘   yeah   ,   i guess an autobiography’s probably the easiest thing to write well   —   i don’t think i could ever write a real novel or anything   ,   y’know?   ’

 𝒏𝒐𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈   𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈   like   a   wiseman   to   wisdom   ,   he   observes   her   .   .   .   discomfort   ,   he   believes   ?   or   perhaps   just   humility   ?   to   his   compliment   ,   perhaps   baffled   by   the   shuffling   movements   but   lacking   the   care   to   comment   .   “   well   ,   it   still   requires   the   ambition   and   skill   of   writing   ,   i   suppose   ,   just   none   of   the   story   elements   ,   “   he   pauses   ,   teeth   biting   his   lip   .   “   it   sounds   very   dehumanizing   when   you   put   it   that   way   ,   doesn’t   it   ?   mocking   your   work   was   no   intention   of   mine   .   “

[bakaccha]

[cinemadeco-deactivated20241209]

[bunlly]

I sit before flowers hoping they will train me in the art of opening up I stand on mountain tops believing that avalanches will teach me to let go I know nothing but I am here to learn.

Shane Koyczan (via lazypacific)

[tyrantsuggestion]

[diagn-blog]

if   i   approach   INFINITY   ,   then   you   can   be   my   LIMITATIONS              ━

[diagn-blog]

rapturefell   :

MERELY A CURSE, A NUISANCE, A FOREIGN RING IN THE EARS, A NASTY SORT OF NOISE. his company information may be in shambles, but such a front is easy to rebuild. his reach spreads deep into the earth, insidious roots like a weed: forever growing, stretching towards the sun with tendrils burning. 

the god adjusts his cuffs coolly and tourmaline gaze falls upon advancing pest.  ❝  have you had your fun, yet?  your deeds have hardly scratched the surface of my mark on this earth. if you want my attention so BADLY, you’d best die soon. my undivided attention will grace your funeral, at least. ❞ 

 "   𝒂𝒘   ,   "   he   tilts   his   head   in   adoration   ,   a   mother   smiling   down   upon   child   —   “   you’d   go   to   my   funeral   ?   would   you   speak   if   i   asked   you   to   ?   “   an   electricity   sits   just   beneath   the   dermis   ,   crackling   ,   audible   in   complete   silence   .   he   nears   ,   chest   to   chest   ,   an   intimacy   seen   in   lovers’   films   ,   tragic   couple   standing   in   the   rain   .   he   wonders   if   he   should   plant   a   kiss   upon   sid’s   cheek   .   “   how   long   has   it   been   since   someone   scratched   your   surface   ?   does   it   sting   ?   “

[eyeamthat]

We are as gods and might as well get good at it.

Stewart Brand (via eyeamthat)

[inariiiiiiiii]

[cybercrimer]

[cybercrimer]

[lifeinpoetry]

Am I being eaten, or eating? Who can say, really?

Tiana Clark, from “Cottonmouth,” I Can’t Talk About the Trees Without the Blood (via lifeinpoetry)

[jamabushi]

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