What still remembered words are these? // Part 5
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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What still remembered words are these? // Part 5
Isaac Levitan (1860-1900) “Sokolniki. Autumn” (1879) Realism Located in the Tretyakov Gallery, Moscow, Russia One of Levitan’s earliest “serious works” painted during Levitan’s “exile” in Saltykovka, when he was evicted from Moscow for being Jewish.
Various ferns. The fern paradise. 1878.
Internet Archive
Birch boletes
The system will collapse if we refuse to buy what they are selling - their ideas, their version of history, their wars, their weapons, their notion of inevitability. Remember this: We may be many and they be few. They need us more than we need them. Another world is not only possible, she is on her way. On a quiet day, I can hear her breathing.
Arundhati Roy (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
A rose and a rose hip (left panels) and a fruit tree blossom and forming fruit (right panels). What the World Eats. 1938.
Internet Archive
Dead trees are in no way without life.
awaken in the dirt. arise from the moss. whether you’ve grown into something new or not is for you to decide. you are your own.
a little late but blessed yule! (and happy holidays)
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there's something strange about the house next door...
dark cottagecore 🍄🥀
Book Art
And at long, long last, that devouring and inevitable silence
// Part 18