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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

Origami Around
Three Goblin Art
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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Andulka
Keni
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Show & Tell
art blog(derogatory)
NASA

shark vs the universe
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Cosimo Galluzzi

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Peter Solarz

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El negro Matapacos (black cop killer) was a symbol of fight and hope in the social protests we had last year. He was a stray who marched with the people and defended them from authorities.
He is Chile’s most beloved protest dog.
Here are some murals honoring him from different cities across the country
they even made a statue
Photographs That Explore The Relationship Between Animals And Humans By Steve McCurry .
This feels spiritual
the smell of the wind, rain, and earth all at once is so overwhelmingly calm and gives me so much serotonin it’s unimaginable
Yes it is true. Immigrant detention camps are “gassing people” (spraying disinfectants in unventialeted areas of these camps). These chemicals cause skin burns and severe eye damage. (sources x x)
What can you do?
Petition
Email the mayor of Adelanto [email protected]
Email the california senator
Organisations to support
Immigrant Justice Corps
united we dream
Mijente
Border Angels
freedom for Immigrants
Kids in Need of Defense
moss light
Kings River, California
She is singing an ancient herding song from mid-north Sweden and Norway. I sense very old vibrations in the calling tones. See what happens to the cows as the singing calls. The singer is Jonna Jinton.
beautiful
i’m oscillating between dimensions y’all want anything
an ode to the outdoors
i used soundscapes from the national parks service sound library,
and all proceeds will be donated to the national parks service
This winter has been a study of Self,
Of flesh and wound and madness and of the
inner numinous wonder-scape.
Myself as labyrinth and matrix and treasure-trove.
Myself as perpetrator and victim,
trickster,
and dancer.
and Lover.
It has been a study of
decay and carcass.
Terror and anguish and wretchedness,
Relinquishing and rediscovery.
It has been a study of darkness, then pink
and fleshy remembrance.
I have drunk poison,
and ambrosia,
just to note inwardly their essence
and it’s
effect on me.
“Had you ever thought of confronting Saturn and saying, ‘I know perfectly well why I can’t do this, but could you tell me how I could?’ This latter transforms because it enlists the cruel judge to help instead of hinder, and it finally gives Saturn permission to unmask himself as the Wise Old Man. He’s probably been hanging around moping in the psyche for years waiting to be invited”
— Saturn by Alice O’Howell
jar of abundance 🌱 rama holy basil, orange peel, eucalyptus and chamomile flowers. scents that bring joy, clarity, and peace of mind 💛
Since I’ve stopped telling people the shit I’m working on manifesting it’s manifested quicker and stronger. It really is important to move in silence and not allow anyone’s negative, doubtful, fearful opinions seep into your manifestation process!!!!! ☀️🤘🏽
yep i’m very careful with this! you never know what people never want you to succeed and what they’ll do to hinder you.
ghost choir 👻 🎵
happy halloween! here is a ghost duet
I love this so much. I always play it when it comes on
how cute
Moon in Scorpio - Emotional Exorcism
“I don’t know why, but sometimes I play with feelings inside that hurt, like I’m scratching at scabs and pulling at scars tearing at pieces of me and it pains me but not enough to stop I’d rather feel the blades of my own claws then the sense of nothing and the deep void inside why is the taste of death the closest thing I feel to life?”
Emotions are a source of energy when it hits the Scorpio frequency. Wherever emotion goes, it makes passion, desire, love, and collision flow. It’s difficult for Scorpios not to pour their whole spirit into their emotional pursuits, they can become unwillingly attached, infatuated, and consumed. Whatever they become emotional about can seem like a matter of life and death. Scorpios are naturally impassioned, and when their hearts have locked forces their resolve is inspiringly remarkable. This is why Scorpios can become explosive, commanding, and ferocious in debate and ensuring the message is heard. They can become intensely frustrated and agitated toward people who disrespect their craft, conviction, or calling. They put their heart and soul into these pursuits, they represent a part of themselves released from the shackles and exposed vulnerably to the world. The Scorpio’s emotions are like a morse-code, and next to impossible for anyone but the Scorpio to decode, but this can only follow intense self-reflection and painful self-honesty. Emotions intrude like masked assassins and the message is obscure, complex, and lurid. They can become very good at containing these in the short term, but that dense and opaque fire is always burning behind the eyes. They are forced to tear themselves to shreds with psychological incisions to source the mood, the emotion, and the wound, learning to decrypt their emotions like a psychic psychiatrist and read them like it’s someone else’s diary. There are multiple layers and currents in every emotion, and the mood prevails long after the physical experience has vanished. This can be demanding, so it’s common for Scorpios to shut themselves off from people for days and crawl into spaces that nobody knows.
-C.