Mary Oliver, from Upstream: Selected Essays

⁂

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

izzy's playlists!

No title available
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Sade Olutola

No title available
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
Claire Keane
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
One Nice Bug Per Day
Today's Document
AnasAbdin
noise dept.
Xuebing Du
RMH
wallacepolsom
tumblr dot com
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

seen from Philippines
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Spain
seen from Canada
seen from United States
seen from Indonesia

seen from United Kingdom
seen from Malaysia

seen from Malaysia

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from India
seen from United States
seen from United Kingdom

seen from Russia
@ravenclawkatherine
Mary Oliver, from Upstream: Selected Essays
“Ghosts are a problem for historicism precisely because they disrupt our sense of linear teleology in which the consecutive movement of history passes untroubled through the generations” (14). They continue by pointing out that ghosts signal “the appearance of something in a time in which they clearly do not belong” (14). Humans like to think of time moving in a straight, ordered line with a clear distinction between past, present, and future…the ghost disrupts this desire for a well-ordered sense of time because it refuses to go away and stay in its proper time and place. In this way, ghosts respond to our own existential anxieties about time and death, our inability to control or fully understand either, and our nagging sense that categories like past, present, and future are not easily distinguishable from one another.
Ghostly Time in Lake Mungo
dry humping where he’s on top of you and you can feel him against your core with every faux thrust and you’re both panting into each other’s mouths and it’s needier because you aren’t quite there he’s not actually inside you and you’re grabbing at his clothes and his hands are in your hair and he’s desperate and whining and
König
ai does not belong in creative spaces. period.
DADDY'S HOME !!!
i yearn for the wattpad experience aka graphics for every fic and insane character lore
fuck it, y/n is being sold to the batboys like theyre one direction. im embracing tradition
daily König sketch💧he’s got such sorrowful, pitiful eyes
made this months ago on landing but it's better than i remember it being so. have a gansey mood board
art aesthetics: coquette
you would fuck your dad’s friend?😐
Is he hot?
when camus said the literal meaning of life is whatever you're doing that prevents you from killing yourself
food is THE love language. let me bake you some fucking bread.