art, music and general inhumanity.

thanks for reading.

[weepingwidar]

Mia Bergeron (American, 1979) - Ancestors (2021)

[weltenwellen]

Joanna Klink, from “On Surmising”, The Nightfields

[deerinthefield]

TOKYO, 2000 BY MARTIN PARR

[dais-y]

botanical gardens, oxford

[onevariableromantic]

I'm sure that's a good way to spend over a trillion dollars. Shame on all the american dems who vote yes on that stuff, even if they imagine it's for the long-term game or whatever. Anyway. My optimism continues to be incredibly small, hope-sized, and it's at the level of human face to face or thought to thought contact.

[terpsikeraunos]

ancient greek word of the day: κακοθερής (kakotherēs), unfitted to endure summer heat

[onevariableromantic]

july 2026

I wonder how much very online life has affected our minds, in the sense that we don't look anymore at real life constraints and effects as being real? It's easy to dump people from your life, because there's this fantasy that it can be gained back as easily as it was lost, that people are like tabs on your browser. It's easy to start wars because you can imagine they are fought mostly in your head or on TV screens. It's easy to think that we're on the cusp of AGI and Singularity, because you don't have to think and feel the reality of stuff that runs this world; that it's just another step on Mind Making More Mind. We put so much effort onto things which end up being like sand flowing between our fingers. And then we realize that we're still bodies which age, which are actually Alone and Have To Feel Loneliness? Things don't need to be thought out as consequences or effort or struggle, they're just this fantasy of a seamless flow from A to X. And isn't this why we stop at the first sign of discomfort? Oh no, the world actually still exists! I can't just tab my way out of this! We're afraid of using our fingers, our eyes, our senses, our bodies, if there isn't a google prompt for how to do it. But that's the reality of Half Functional Lotus Eater Machines, that we put so much time into inhabiting this place almost as if it didn't support our existence in myriad, complex, unseen, unfelt ways. And then we come again to the allegory of the cave, I suppose.

[masterblackoak]

From Canadian Children’s Own Readers 3 by Pennell, Cusack & Macleod, 1900.

[ssleepline]

childhood wonder.

[hervesevenophotographie]

20 05 2026

[onevariableromantic]

“To venture causes anxiety, but not to venture is to lose one’s self.” — Søren Kierkegaard

[ofallingstar]

Anne of Green Gables (1979)

[pierppasolini]

Calvin and Hobbes (July 24, 1989) by Bill Watterson

[apoemaday]

“As imperceptibly as Grief...”

by Emily Dickinson

As imperceptibly as Grief The Summer lapsed away — Too imperceptible at last, To seem like Perfidy — A Quietness distilled As Twilight long begun Or Nature spending with herself Sequestered Afternoon — The Dusk drew earlier in — The Morning foreign shone — A courteous, yet harrowing Grace, As Guest, that would be gone — And thus, without a Wing Or service of a Keel Our Summer made her light escape Into the Beautiful.

[more-than-ideas]

birds on a wire

[onevariableromantic]

Funny to sometimes come across some of my old writing here from long ago accounts, still being reblogged. I feel like a mole these days, underground. I'm so worn out by internet community, positive as it might be in some ways. 20+ years of watching nice things turn toxic does that to you! Talk about speedrunning tragedy of the commons...

[nemfrog]

Sound asleep. Health Habits. 1925.

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