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Hi everyone!! I just posted Chapter 63 of Daisy Chains. I hope you all enjoy 💙
Read here.
Here's a snippet:
“You’re smiling.”
Pieck said the words like it was a surprise, though Annie supposed, given the state she’d been in when they’d last seen one another, it was reasonable. Still, the comment made her expression falter.
“Is that rare?” she asked.
“Yes,” said Pieck.
Shifting through old animations (from 2023)
" "Emptiness is the track on which the centered person moves,” said a Tibetan sage six hundred years ago, and the book where I found this edict, followed it with an explanation of the word “track” in Tibetan: shul, “a mark that remains after that which made it has passed by—a footprint, for example. In other contexts, shul is used to describe the scarred hollow in the ground where a house once stood, the channel worn through rock where a river runs in flood, the indentation in the grass where an animal slept last night. All of these are shul: the impression of something that used to be there. A path is a shul because it is an impression in the ground left by the regular tread of feet, which has kept it clear of obstructions and maintained it for the use of others. As a shul, emptiness can be compared to the impression of something that used to be there. In this case, such an impression I formed by the indentations, hollows, marks, and scars left by the turbulence of selfish craving.”
Rebecca Solnit, from "Daisy Chains", A Field Guide to Getting Lost
The bracelet is finished.
daisy chains basically sum up girlhood
okay and what if me and my best friend went joyfully skipping through grasslands with the single mission of drowning ourselves with daisy chains and watching wildlife from afar only for me to collapse on the floor out of breath and for the daisy chains to fly off in the wind?