
if i look back, i am lost
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The Stonewall Inn
cherry valley forever
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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@itendtoyou
A herd of wild Przhevalski horses in the Chernobyl exclusion zone.
Photograph: Tatyana Deryabina/University of Porthmouth
La lumière a changé le froid pénètre la terre dans la morsure du vent
© scott radke
“A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening. If one listens to them silently for a long time, this longing reveals its kernel, its meaning. It is not so much a matter of escaping from one’s suffering, though it may seem to be so. It is a longing for home, for a memory of the mother, for new metaphors for life. It leads home. Every path leads homeward, every step is birth, every step is death, every grave is mother. “
~•Herman Hesse•~
#Herman Hesse #wind rustling through the trees #listen
smash records, 1983.
pure snow records, 1977.
shadow, relationship, and cutting .
principals of a new year
Lioconcha hieroglyphica is a saltwater clam that makes cellular automata-style patterns in some kind of hieroglyphical or cuneiform way. Also see the textile cone, the lioconcha castrensis and the nature tag here.
The Deleuzian Cocteau. (Jean Cocteau, Opium)
cary loren
Loisy, Paris
Jacques Henri Lartigue
October 1964
Hildesheim, Germany 1900s
Elizabeth Fraser from Cocteau Twins, 1983
“Nihil durare potest tempore perpetuo, Cum bene sol nituit, redditur oceano, Decrescit Phoebe, quae modo fuit, Ventorum feritas saepe fit aura levis.”
Ancient graffiti found in the ruins of Pompeii. (CIL IV.9123)
“Nothing can last forever, Once the sun has shone, it returns beneath the sea, The moon, once full, eventually wanes, The violence of the winds often turns into a light breeze.”