the light is just as scary

•love is at the root of everything—love or the lack of it•

[moornin]

[divorce-enjoyer]

why go to the grocery store or to a restaurant when you can just get food delivered why go to the mall when you can get same day shipping on amazon why go to the library when you have kindle why make art when there’s ai why go to the cinema when you can stay at home and watch netflix. we are in a loneliness epidemic btw

[divorce-enjoyer]

the loneliness epidemic was invented by BIG SHIT to sell you more SHIT

[decompositie]

[quartzprinz]

White-browed Tit-warbler, seen in NW China's Gansu province. by 鸟影语丝

[bengalofhope-deactivated2013012]

[soleilinfini]

mary oliver, staying alive

[primulaceas]

Mary Oliver, “What Was Once the Largest Shopping Center in Northern Ohio Was Built Where There Had Been a Pond I Used to Visit Every Summer Afternoon.” Why I Wake Early

[admitier]

[ID: A quote by Mary Oliver.

It reads, "Loving the earth, seeing what has been done to it, / I grow sharp, I grow cold. / / / Where will the trilliums go, and the coltsfoot? / Where will the pone lilies go to continue living / their simple, penniless lives, lifting / their faces of gold? / / / Impossible to believe we need so much / as the world wants us to buy. / I have more clothes, lamps, dishes, paper clips / than I could possibly use before I die. / / / Oh, I would like to live in an empty house, / with vines for walls, and a carpet of grass. / No planks, no plastic, no fiberglass. / / / And I suppose sometime I will. / Old and cold I will lie apart / from all this buying and selling, with only / the beautiful earth in my heart." End ID.]

[girlhaggard]

Faye Wei Wei, The Guild Cinema in Albuquerque, 3405 Central Ave NE, 87106, United States, 2022, from Portals

[lost-lycaon]

Lilac breasted roller, surveying the insect buffet on the savanna.

[anxeious]

[nevver]

Look through any window, Paloma Salgado Díaz

[elwenyere]

-- Ted Chiang, from "Why A.I. Isn't Going to Make Art"

[weltenwellen]

Ocean Vuong, The Emperor of Gladness

[melanchol1e-deactivated20250809]

[petaltexturedskies]

I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn't make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.

Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

[nope-nora]

happy valentine’s day!! 💌

Victorian puzzle purse | Vladimir Mayakovsky in a letter to Lili Brik | Lindsay Bird | @waferqueen | @inkskinned | @anxeious | @/my-teen-quote | Langston Hughes | @/thelist

[04k96]

[landsccape]