luna

[myfirstaidkit]

2021, vni.

[myfirstaidkit]

caxixe frio

Many were the tears shed by them in their last adieus to a place so much beloved. ‘Dear, dear Norland!’ said Marianne, as she wandered alone before the house, on the last evening of their being there; ‘when shall I cease to regret you?-when learn to feel a home elsewhere?— happy house! could you know what I suffer in now viewing you from this spot, from whence perhaps I may view you no more!-and…

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[myfirstaidkit]

são paulo

leio ao som das máquinas comprometidas na obra que vem acompanhando nossa mudança desde que chegamos. a janela da cozinha permite o passo da luz angelical do sol que tece figuras na parede segundo o delineado das plantas que adornam esse buraco emoldurado que nos conecta ao mundo, nessa cidade em que tantas vezes o mundo parece só a gente. poucas vezes nessa vida tive a oportunidade de…

[myfirstaidkit]

saudade

sinto uma ardência estranha nos olhos. hoje acordei, estudei um pouco de fisiologia, li um capítulo de um novo livro, sobre os ossos dos mortos. assim tenho passado meus dias. o inverno vem consumindo-se, tímido, e se vê no horizonte o brilho tenro da primavera por vir. esse ano me propus a vivê-lo. eu, por cujas veias corre um sangue quente batizado no atlântico, nas águas salgadas de iemanjá,…

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elena

“estava passando pela coisa a que já me referi, e que mais tarde ela batizou de desmarginação. foi — me disse — como se, numa noite de lua cheia sobre o mar, uma massa preta de temporal avançasse sobre o céu, engolisse toda a claridade e destruísse a circunferência do círculo lunar, deformando o disco luminoso e reduzindo-o à sua verdadeira natureza de bruta matéria insensata. lila imaginou, viu,…

[soracities]

Devin Kelly, from Ordinary Plots: "J. Estanislao Lopez's 'What the Fingers Do'" [transcript in ALT]

[metamorphesque]

musings on oranges

Alessia Di Cesare, Romero Barros, Wendy Cope, David Stevenson, Rebecca O’Connor, Andrea Kantrowitz, Nina LaCour, Augustin Rouart, Ocean Vuong, Chris Krupinski, Wendy Cope, Mickie Acierno, Jacques Prévert, Robert Spear Dunning, Wendy Cope

buy me a coffee

[magiadosquotes]

“Em nada me pesa ou em mim dura o escrúpulo da hora presente. Tenho fome da extensão do tempo, e quero ser eu sem condições.”

— Livro do Desassossego.

[soracities]

thinking about them (swans doing the perfect heart thing)

tell me again love isn't real. i dare you.

[bones-ivy-breath]

I’m thinking about people and trees and how I wish I could be silent more, be more tree than anything else, less clumsy and loud, less crow, more cool white pine, and how it’s hard not to always want something else, not just to let the savage grass grow.

Mowing by Ada Limón, from Bright Dead Things

[myfirstaidkit]

we woke up at around 6, and the sun was starting to rise over the woods.  the bed we shared was positioned in the exact spot the sun hit once it climbed over the horizon, and we went to the balcony to watch it make its way above the scenery while i told him all about the different sort of trees that filled our city with such pretty colors throughout the years. we went back inside and when he sat, his back against the wall, he fit exactly in the rectangle of light that passed through the balcony glass door, painting him with such warm, golden tint, i wished i had artistic enough qualities and a paint set at hand so that image could somehow be perpetuated somewhere other than my unreliable, silly brain. we cuddled a little more, before we decided to go back to sleep, and then woke up at 10. we talked a lot, stared at each other fondly a lot, he mentioned how crazy it was that we got along so well and so fast, i braided his beautiful hair while we listened to sufjan stevens, he told me how what we were doing in spanish was called "hacer fiaca" and i decided "hacer fiaca" was pretty much what i wanted to do for the rest of my life. it was, essentially, a quiet, sunny, lovely morning, the way i wish all of them were.

[myfirstaidkit]

san valentín

há muito tempo não escrevo.bom, na verdade, escrevo todos os dias. acho que o que quero dizer é que escrever, desde que entrei na faculdade, deixou de ser um ritual.depois de 12 meses abstinente de dito rito, passei a compreender um pouco mais a importância do plantio e do cultivo constante daquilo que nos acalma e floresce o espírito. acho que, inconsciente e simultaneamente, vivi um ano de…

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[hamletofficial]

- Rachel Carson, Silent spring.

[the-path-inside]

Mother Earth

Image generated by the-path-inside using Stable Diffusion. View my other creations here. “Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature – the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.” - Rachel Carson

[myfirstaidkit]

ipê rosa

13 de novembro de 2022, la plata. dia 22 de setembro foi chuvoso. um dos únicos dias apagados numa semana de muito sol. lembro de ter acordado num êxtase cômico. fiz planos para a chegada da estação que para mim estabelecia quase terminantemente um novo capítulo desse ano curioso. mas acho que, àquela altura, falhei em considerar que o início da primavera ainda é o final do inverno, e o frio…

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[nikasholistic]

Don't underestimate the power of gratitude. Gratitude has the potential to transform your entire life. Gratitude is one of the most magical frequencies in the entire Universe. Gratitude is the frequency of abundance. Gratitude is the frequency of receiving. Gratitude always multiplies your blessings.

Teach yourself how to feel gratitude. Gratitude needs to be felt. It needs to be experienced. Writing down stuff you’re grateful for without feeling gratitude isn't that effective. Gratitude is a vibration. In order to produce this vibration, you need to connect to the feeling of gratitude.

Allow gratitude to permeate your being. Feel gratitude with your heart. Feel gratitude with every particle of your body. When you become the vibration of gratitude, you start attracting magical circumstances into your life. Allow gratitude to fill your life. Allow gratitude to give you a magnificent reality.

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[leonardospoetry]

Little prayer