Waves of Consciousness

Traveling, Laughing, Eating, and attempting to figure it all out: progress is slow but constant.

[pastart]

Kirillov Sergei (2025)

[andyouwillbefine]

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[04k96]

[nobrashfestivity]

Okuyama Gihachiro Morning after the First Snow 1950s.

[tresbongout]

[overclassy]

[henk-heijmans]

Farm children, Germany, ca. 1925 - by August Sander (1876 – 1964), German

[frachella]

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[thedarkergentleman]

[cjamswriting]

Everything is a blessing if you know how to interpret it.

[a-h-mad-hish]

“I did not bow down to you, I bowed down to all the suffering of humanity.”

Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment

[04k96]

[themphotodiary]

[firstfullmoon]

Those days of blistering cold are almost always accompanied by a kind of light that is so pure and crystallized it feels like salvation, if salvation could feel like anything. There is a type of winter light, a cold light seeming warm, a light that, when beamed through a windowpane, feels like it clears whatever it touches, maybe even forgives it. It is a light that makes you forget death, a light that makes you wonder if death is even possible. It is a light like water, as beautiful as it is full of life.

— Devin Kelly, Ordinary Plots: Jenny George’s “Reprieve”

[thequotespot]

“I didn’t lose myself all at once; I misplaced pieces slowly, while trying to keep others comfortable.”

[lustingupon]

[yourtryhard]