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One Nice Bug Per Day
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YOU ARE THE REASON
occasionally subtle
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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@suprlonr
woke up from a dream where i think i saw my uncle maurice and then his image turned to pascho’s with him having a funny haircut with the front area of his hair missing and before that i walked out of an alleyway and saw golden cars and i exclaimed that this is the golden age..truly a good omen. also in the dream i think i was walking home and i reached at kingsley shop where floyd green and some supporters drove past me in tundra vans. i think i was clutching a football or something like that at the time
We are healed, We are whole, We are holy, We are one. I am you, You are me, We are thee, Three in One.
— Joseph Lieungh, I Am You
GIF Source: Giphy
melancholy
what makes a man stand in the pouring rain?
what keeps him awake when the owls are busy?
what makes him see the light of day and feel pain?
what keeps him drunk cause without it he's dizzy?
nothing but love lost i say
nothing but love yet to stay
to eat grapefruit
to partake of its flesh
is to approach the forbidden with tact
for it cannot be peeled
or its rinds will leave spitefully,
citrus hairs behind
imbued with acrid bitterness
it must be cut in half
around the centre of the form
and not where the fruit
was attached to the pedicel
the curious might use fingers
and for the skeptic, a spoon will suffice
just the same, their tongues meets citric sweetness
Horatio Henry Couldery (British, 1832–1918), "Two Tabby Kittens" (details)
we live to have scars & find peace
I don't impress them anymore
and that is fine by me
when i was blinder i couldn't see my worth
then bittersweetly, i can see
clearly, my value cannot be defined
by neither validation nor currency
gone were the days of the samaritan
to ungrateful yet suffering souls
who's greed for control & pain
turned me into a beast
that tony needed as a friend
when, i was a child back then
so that's why i say
i dont impress them anymore
no, i fascinate them now
and that was unexpected to me too
no longer am i unappreciated
nor do i assume positions to be
i go on about my days unphased
reposed in the warm bossom of solitude
replacing new ways with the odd & the old
my soul oscillates in gratitude
my touch & thoughts are now gold
Purple Lotus Flower
(by Andrew Vox)
Gran Hotel Ciudad de México, Mexico City built in 1899
Black women + Nature 🤎🌳
“rainbow’s end"
sun down
there's a reckoning in the silence
there's a reckoning in the silence
all that was once quiescent is now alive
there's peace & there's violence
there's peace & there's violence
the sun is departing as the moon arrive
juxtaposing is freedom & structure
juxtaposing is freedom & structure
transparent, oceanic space upholds the sky
there's dullness & there's lustre
there's dullness & there's lustre
the glow of day fades when the sun says goodbye
entertaining my shadow tonight, morphed into a dæmon