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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

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hello vonnie
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@mediusmaximus
Oliver Baez Bendorf, “Everything All at Once”
Otherworldly Bunnies by Annie Stegg Gerard
Ilka Hartmann - Leah with the Scythe (1974)
Charles Dickens, from “Great Expectations”
March 14th, 1927 Virginia Woolf, “A Writer’s Diary” (1918 - 1941)
Mornings in North Wales & Rydal
dpc_photography_
there is a love in which i will always know you, just incase you forget.
love elizabeth s.
thank you @houppellande for pointing out aaron taylor johnson as a potential lord byron fancast
“If God were the sort of being most Christians suppose him to be, he would be beside himself with boredom listening to their whinings and flatteries, their redundant requests and admonitions, not to mention the asinine poems set to indifferent tunes which are solemnly addressed to him as hymns.”
— Alan Watts
“A child kicks his legs rhythmically through excess, not absence, of life. Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, “Do it again”; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, “Do it again” to the sun; and every evening, “Do it again” to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we. The repetition in Nature may not be a mere recurrence; it may be a theatrical encore.” - G.K. Chesterton, Orthodoxy.
The homoerotic relationship between a sword and its scabbard
The sword that cuts all but its scabbard. The scabbard that consumes none but its sword. The sword that is dulled by its scabbards protection but would fall to disrepair without it
The scabbard that cannot kill yet is soaked in blood all the same from holding its sword
― Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless
restful dream
by Frank Hamm
Here's my hot period film fantasy:
Retiring to the country or the seaside for six entire months in order to improve my health, during which time I do nothing but eat, sleep, engage in my hobbies, and take long walks through pleasant scenery.
That's it, that's the movie.
lore pemberton art autumn editions <3