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weltenwellen

Wale Ayinla, from “Portrait of a Boy with Grief”

the1970z

Making Daisy Chains in Golden Gate Park - San Francisco, California

lamignonette

gemville

Carved Rock Crystal, Nephrite and Diamond Lily Of The Valley Brooch

julienbakerfavormp3-deactivated

Jenny Holzer, Laments: The Knife Cut Runs As Long…, 1988-9.

The knife cut runs as long as it wants. It is through my stomach. I keep looking at it. I have more colors than I would have thought. The hole is large enough for my head. The hole was big enough for their hands to move freely. They put their fingers in because they should not and because they do not get the chance every day.

gutsygills

mold pisses me off so much

oh you have to eat your produce the moment it leaves the store or the fuckin Hungering Dust will get it. and. poison your food

tobiasdrake

I ran into this post years ago and to be honest, it has completely reoriented the way I engage with food.

Like. I’ve always sorta understood that things grow moldy or stale or sour or such if left out, but I never really internalized it in a meaningful way.

But now I’m just like.

Yeah. The hungering dust. There exists omnivorous dust in the air that will eat my food if I don’t.

Those bagels have been sitting there for a week. Are we going to eat them soon or are we leaving them for the hungering dust?

Pizza’s been sitting out on the counter for an hour. Everyone’s enjoying the pizza, but if we don’t want “everyone” to include the hungering dust then we should probably put it away soon.

That’s just. That’s how food works to me now. There exists an invisible predator in the air that hungers for your yummies, and it will not hesitate to eat your food if you don’t make the effort to protect and preserve it. And eat what can’t be preserved before the dust can.

Life-changing.