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makoto matsubayashi
Judy Ledgerwood
Sunny, 1997
oil and wax on canvas
Dreams in Pink, Photo by Dušan Hanák, 1977
*goes to maine* omg its so big thief here …
the purpose of a sandwich is what it does
yo there is NO way i am YEARNING on my solo trip rn u have got to be FKING kidding me
big weird day today but i found out about this camera angle and theres some real sweet harmonies in this improvisation hope u like the sound of em
poker is a hateful game that punishes people who wear their beautiful sensitive heart on their sleeve
Another amazon package for the white buddhist
ive been forcing change in myself, it sucks
man i’ve made friends with yet another cool ass beautiful angel
women gathering water onions (Crinum thaianum) in Thailand
IG image credit: @ best_baanrai
some synchronicities from the last couple days:
- person from the internet who i have wanted to be friends w dm’ed me out of the blue to hang out nd play music together (wild), then i ran into them and their dad like an hr later (hadnt even answered them yet)
- i bought a refurbished bike from a nonprofit and was riding around today and this old man approached me and asked if i got it at yellow bike, i told him i did and added that its the first bike i ever bought and he said “it was my first bike too. i bought it in 1987 and just donated it a couple weeks ago”
- i looked up the deed to my house on the county records website because i needed to draft a new deed and found out that the last transfer of ownership happened exactly a decade ago to the month
i am not in turmoil anymore. the conflict within me is no longer serious. if you try to reconcile my words and my behavior, you’ll find that they are not as contradictory as you might believe. i’m aware of what each person i know means to me; i’ve always been clear about what i want. i still have the power and freedom to choose whom i devote myself and my soul to, and hopefully i always will. i know i’m complicated, but i’m also lucid. i feel things deeply but my desire is like a pure crystal. this is the rarest, most beautiful part of me, that sparkles brightly in the crowd.