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One Nice Bug Per Day
Show & Tell
Cosmic Funnies

@theartofmadeline
Fai_Ryy
official daine visual archive
occasionally subtle
todays bird
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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Doug Jones
KIROKAZE

shark vs the universe
Mike Driver

Origami Around

Game Changer & Make Some Noise
Color Me Curious
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@infertilecrescent
Rural Scenery of Japan
camera Yashica Electro 35 GTN
film MARIX aircolor 100
“We have too much self. We are too full of ourselves. We always have too much us in us. Julian [of Norwich] wants us to push ourselves aside and see that although we are in so much pain, woe, and unrest, we can be at great rest if we have patience, if we wait, if we attend to that which exceeds us and our creaturely strivings. This excess is the experience of ecstatic love. And this is a much harder lesson than misery. It requires giving ourselves up, as much as possible, giving ourselves over to that which is larger than the self, outside the self: a pliable ground of love that is prior to the will.”
Simon Critchley, Mysticism
Midnight Blue
Camera Nikon D5200
Lens Tokina AT-X 124 PRO DX Ⅱ
Emily Haines performing with her band Metric 2006 (x)
2012
Mary Szybist, Incarnadine; Invitation
Hit the gym, step on the scale, stare at the number
Mark Krzepis (Canadian, 2001) - Toronto Love Line 1/2/3 (2025-2026)
A cold winter day along Mescal Road, Cochise County, Arizona.
Elegy
by Leonard Cohen
Do not look for him In brittle mountain streams: They are too cold for any god; And do not examine the angry rivers For shreds of his soft body Or turn the shore stones for his blood; But in the warm salt ocean He is descending through cliffs Of slow green water And the hovering coloured fish Kiss his snow-bruised body And build their secret nests In his fluttering winding-sheet.
Each place its own psyche. Each sky its own blue.
― David Abram, The Spell of the Sensuous: Perception and Language in a More-Than-Human World (Vintage, October 17, 2012)
Britney leaving the Superior Court of California, Downtown Los Angeles (October 26, 2007)
Eclipse © 1979 Mark Roland
Oil on board. Painted after viewing an eclipse that year in Oakland CA.
https://ifdpublishing.com/product/eclipse-original-painting/
"Golden Sand” Adi Neumann by Enrique Badulescu for Vogue Russia, July 2000