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Cleopatra’s Underwater Palace, Egypt
I still don’t get why no one is LOSING THEIR FUCKING SHIT OVER THIS FIND
iT SURVIVED THE EARTHQUAKE THAT LEVELED THE REST OF THE CITY IN 365 A.D.
CLEOPATRA’S FUCKING PALACE
WITH INTACT FUCKING STATUARY
NOT TO MENTION THE REST OF THE FUCKING ENTIRE GODDAMN ISLAND OF ANTIRRHODOS INCLUDING THE ANCIENT PORT OF ALEXANDRIA
AND THEY’RE GONNA BUILD A MOTHERFUCKING UNDERWATER MUSEUM
UNDERWATER. MUSEUM.
can I be a mermaid tour guide there or some shit, you don’t even have to pay me i will just live there forever oh my fucking god
“The Time is Now” a Haiku
One eye, the future; The other, looks to the past. Today, is ignored.
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The entrance of the cave is 35 meters wide and 30 meters high. About 40 meters after the entrance, the cave widens, forming a spacious hall with an area of 2,400 square meters. The height of the hall is 60 meters; at some places it reaches 100 meters.
caught up in kafka
i was caught up in kafka. mundane metamorphosis. satirical sunsets. i knew them all well. all of those that dwell within themselves. i know you all too well. my dearly beloved.
i am not going to mention the word cocoon. nor the word tomb.
however within yourself there is a land. a world. an entire universe completely transversed between the reality of others and your own. you fill it with yourself. the people around you. the things you choose to love. the things you choose to hate. and the things you can't choose... by consequence alone they become just as much a part of you. you are all there. what you experience and what you know. this is the insides of your mind.
you live here. it is what you make it. can you call it your own? or do you belong to it? has it made you its home?
please tell me. have you trained your brain?
do you expand (evolve) with the passing of the days? or are you stagnant, not flowing in any way? it's a simple question. boredom or play? growth or decay?
can you choose to go elsewhere or is it here you must stay?
i was caught up in kafka. monstrous machine of dreams. disclosed definitions. i felt it in my flesh. the who i was within myself. and i know me all too well, too. my dearly beloved.
can you choose to change or is it change that chooses you?
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