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Jól esne kimondani, amit nem mertem az évek során neked. "Hiányzol" - milyen üresen cseng, mint egy fekete lyuk, amely csak szív magába, elnyel. Sosem szerettem ezt a szót, szomorúan cseng a fülemben. Mindig az ellentetjére gondoltam, ha ezt éreztem - "Jó, mikor itt vagy", vagy "jó, mikor látlak". Ezek sokkal hamarabb megtöltenek egy szívpoharat üde borral. Ma este hiányzol - de kérlek csengjen így nálad: jó, mikor velem vagy.
hétfőn könyvtár zárva ezért Auchan kávézó a munka helyszín
helló c-ptsd, most már veheted a kabátod, kihűlt a teád.
Benjamin Wynn [Deru] - Black Snow
Katja Lang
The Forest I
the forest i : katja lang
so was anybody gonna talk about the new ecology paper proposing Ethiopian wolves as potential pollinators of native nectar-rich flower inflorescences positioned on stalks conveniently within wolf enjoying height AND that it includes photos of said wolves doing said unconfirmed alleged pollination (delightful) AND that it has observational evidence suggesting some wolves do like 1 flower and are done and other wolves just get really into it and spend upwards of an hour going between 20 and 30 flowers for up to 4-5 minutes per cluster just utterly going at it, lost in the nectar sauce? because I cannot BELIEVE I haven’t seen something on this webbed site about it yet. it just has everything this site enjoys
Canids as pollinators? Nectar foraging by Ethiopian wolves may contribute to the pollination of Kniphofia foliosa - Sandra Lai, Don-Jean Léandri-Breton, Adrien Lesaffre, Abdi Samune, Jorgelina Marino, Claudio Sillero-Zubiri, November 2024
A britek megőrülnek a ragadós mondatokért, kifejezésekért. Imádják a rímeket, az alliterációt, egyszerűen mindig mindenhol ezekbe botlom:
- See it, say it, sorted
- You know, you go - National Express
- RailAir & you’re there.
- Be sweet and wipe the seat.
Huxley idejében már erősen erre alapozott mindennemű propaganda. Mindig elgondolkozom, hogy a Szép új világ disztópiája -mint vicc- mennyire lett félig igaz, ha tényleg csak azért cserélünk le dolgokat mert meg kéne őket javítani.
(Írom ezt egy tízéves, szakadt, foltokban hipócseppes Guns N Roses pólóban, amit ezer éve vettem egy fotózásra, miközben a fülhallgatóm réztüskéi felett vajákolok isopropyl alkohollal hogy végre elmúljon egy kontakthiba.)
"We always throw away old clothes. Ending is better than mending.” This line from the hypnopædia tapes emphasizes the importance of consumption to Fordist society. Instead of fixing clothes or things that are broken, it is better to throw them away and buy something new."
If you sprinkle when you tinkle, be a sweetie, wipe the seatie.
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Ice Storm ~ Montreal, Quebec, Canada 1998
Jan Stanisławski (Polish, 1860-1907)
Bodiaki, N/D
Oil, cardboard / 21 x 22 cm
Lost
Stand still. The trees ahead and bushes beside you Are not lost. Wherever you are is called Here, And you must treat it as a powerful stranger, Must ask permission to know it and be known. The forest breathes. Listen. It answers, I have made this place around you. If you leave it, you may come back again, saying Here. No two trees are the same to Raven. No two branches are the same to Wren. If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you, You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows Where you are. You must let it find you.
David Wagoner (1999)
Norwegian Coast by Moonlight Andreas Achenbach - 1848
Andreas Achenbach (German-Prussian, 1815-1910, b. Kassel, Germany, d. Düsseldorf, Germany) - Norwegische Küste Bei Mondlicht, 1848, Oil on Canvas on Board
by Thurston Hopkins A woman washing her face over a basin in her run-down Liverpool home (1957) From series “Liverpool Slums, November 1956”
A student reading at his desk, smoking a cigarette, 1956
- Thurston Hopkins
Henri Prestes (Portuguese, b. 1989, Portugal) - In this small Portuguese town (Guarda), the fog is almost permanent during Autumn nights, Photography