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Three Goblin Art
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Sweet Seals For You, Always

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One Nice Bug Per Day
will byers stan first human second
Show & Tell

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DEAR READER
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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Claire Keane
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Not today Justin

Janaina Medeiros
taylor price

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@mivaudeville
Reminder to self. đȘ
âDonât be afraid of anyone. Imagine your life if youâre not afraid of anyone.â
(an image of young laurie anderson in excitement of seeing present-day laurie anderson in just a few days!)
26 years later this video finally makes it onto YouTube
I donât want to feel addressed
âPortrait of a heartâ by Christian Schloe
Fiona Apple releases a new album roughly every 7 years.
Every seven years your body replaces every single cell.
This is why every Fiona album has a different sound, itâs actually a completely new Fiona.
âan inconvenience is only an adventure wrongly considered; an adventure is an inconvenience rightly considered.â
magnets vs tvs
old tubed televisions like these work through electrons, wherein numerous electrons are stored inside a tube and multiple electron magnets manipulate them in order to create an image. these electrons can also be manipulated by powerful outside magnets, creating these effects.
speak now or forever hold your peace.
Pioneering scientist Erwin Chargaff on what makes a great teacher.
lucky to have known a few of these rare gems :)
Mr. Rogers talks about drawing
These images are grabbed from episode 1481:
In the Neighborhood of Make-Believe, King Friday talks to Miss Paulificate about an idea he has for a âDraw the Neighborhood Contest.ââŠÂ Harriett Elizabeth Cow is not very excited about the contest because she says that everyoneâs talents are different and art contests are very difficult to judge.
You can watch it on PBS.org or on Netflix.
(Thanks to my friend Frank Chimero for this.)
mr. rogers forever <3
the bestest friend i never had
i have long embraced my perceived âweirdnessâ, my singularity, but lately iâve found myself lamenting my lack of wanting what most people want, wishing i couldâve been more ânormalâ. though i adhere to caetano velosoâs âseen from up close, no one is normalâ, it was my beloved elliott smith who came and lovingly knocked me back to my senses: "The only people who really seem weird to me are people who think theyâre normal. People who think itâs possible to be normal just by doing the same things that most people do. Is there a most people? I donât know. Television makes it seem like there is, but I think that might just be television." elliott, my love for you transcends time and space.
Single people want relationships, settled people wonder if theyâre missing out on something, traveling types miss stability, stable ones are restless, old friends want new friends, new friends miss old friends, and basically almost everyone my age has some dangling worry trailing around after them everywhere that theyâre somehow not doing everything, that what theyâre doing is not altogether the right thing, that they are missing out. ⊠Do not be ashamed. The doubt is natural, and everyone you know â yes, even that person â carries it sometimes too. Allow yourself to be peaceful. Allow yourself satisfaction in what you have. If you really donât like it, allow yourself permission to make changes.
Lillian Schneider (via dirtyberd)
Tom Pfeiffer - Anak Krakatau volcano, 2009
tengo una sensibilidad post-krakatoa.
In praise of missing out in a culture of FOMO â psychoanalyst Adam Phillips, the Carl Jung of our time, on the value of our unlived lives.Â