Linny & Life

Sometimes you win, sometimes you learn. If it is to be, it is up to me.

[intactics-deactivated20250505]

what Work is the most important? the work you have to do next. narrow the scope of focus down to that singular glittering point.

[sisyphusshrugged]

How to get out of a rut

[miss-mademoiselle]

this is girlhood. ethiopian skater girls. source

[havingapoemwithyou]

song for autumn by mary oliver

[soracities]

making the most benign moments the signposts by which i'll live my life. keep going till i see a toddler running through the supermarket. keep going until i catch dew on the grass. keep going until the cherry blossoms start heaping all over the cars parked by the verge. keep going until i see a robin by the train tracks. keep going until i get a warm apple crumble. keep going till i get to admire the cashier's eye makeup. keep going till the bus driver says "thanks, lovey". keep going till i hear rain in the morning. keep going till i peel a perfect boiled egg. keep going till i press a warm mug of tea to my cheek........keep going until until until until until until

[whimsigothwitch-deactivated2026]

Jongleur by Janle and Equilibre by Gaillard

[cheruib]

i hope march lands softly like a bird on your shoulder and sings the sweetest song for you i hope its light drenches your soul i hope it leaves you stunned by its tenderness and more hopeful than ever

[luthienne]

Adonis, from Selected Poems; “Concerto for 11th/September/2001 B.C.” (tr. Khaled Mattawa)

[weltenwellen]

Henry Miller in a letter to Anaïs Nin, A Literate Passion: Letters of Anaïs Nin Henry Miller, 1932-1953

[luthienne]

Gregory Orr, from Poetry as Survival

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SURELY, WE WOULD be right to say that trauma is, by definition, among the fiercest and most destructive forms disorder can take. Trauma, either on an intimate or a collective scale, has the power to annihilate the self and shred the web of meanings that supports its existence. And yet, the evidence of lyric poetry is equally clear— deep in the recesses of the human spirit, there is some instinct to rebuild the web of meanings with the same quiet determination we witness in the garden spider as it repairs the threads winds and weather have torn.

[weltenwellen]

“James Baldwin, The Art of Fiction No. 78”, An Interview by Jordan Elgrably

[wasabiri]

Imagine that today you are in a place between Canada and Russia, and suddenly, for 30 seconds, the moon in its maximum splendor appears and disappears before you. In addition, for 5 seconds, it gives rise to a total solar eclipse. Something unheard of, right.

In perigee, the proximity to the Moon shows the great speed at which we move without feeling it.

It is recorded in real time.

The moon seen from the Arctic, North Pole, between Russia and Canada, only lasts a few seconds, but it is worth it, it is a beautiful sight, it seems that it collides with the earth, but no.

[yuumei-art]

Autumnnnnn  The maples in my yard are turning red and stamping the ground with their colors~

[fravery]

by Rachel Wright

[fravery]

Kenton Nelson, A Blank Canvas. Kenton is an American painter and Muralist from California.

[fravery]

The golden girl bathed in the water, and the water turned to gold. Sycamore in Autumn - Edgar Payne

[fravery]

Stephen Morgan Etnier (1903 - 1984) Three islands ,1963

[moodoofoo]

Katrin Bremermann 1502 (KB/ P 25), 2015 Varnish on paper 40.5 x 29.7 cm