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fragments of sappho / 22

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the implication that the bible is a response to cains question to god. that actually, yes, we are our brothers keepers. we must learn and forget and remember the importance of caring for one another, showing compassion, taking responsibility for our actions over and over and over and over. it is the only covenant as far as im concerned. nothing else ever mattered except this.

#maybe the episcopals were onto something #what if the only thing that matters IS community #palmfed

TRANSIT (He isn't smelly, contrary to popular belief)

TRANSIT : for one muse to sit next to the other on a public transport. || A Comprehensive List of Scenarios || @palmfed

The rhythmic clanking of metal on metal rang in the redhead’s ears as the bullet train approached. She waited with crossed arms, tapping her fingers on her jacket. Irritation etched a scowl across her face. She’d missed the earlier train and, while it wouldn’t have made much of a difference in what time she’d be getting home, the sun settling along the horizon had her anxious. Darkness in and of itself didn’t exactly scare her, but it did give cover to the things that did.

The moment the train car’s doors opened, she stepped on. The couple right in front of the door gave her a look, but she ignored them and moved past. For as late as it was, it was crowded. It seemed the bulk of the passengers were a group of drunken coworkers, with a few unrelated people peppered throughout. She stood holding the stanchion for a moment as she looked for an available seat. There were a few; one right next to the drunken group, one next to a man who had a briefcase in the empty seat, and one next to a man with pale blue hair. She didn’t feel like sitting next to an obnoxious group and clearly the briefcase guy didn’t want that seat taken, so she sighed, forced a small smile, and took a few steps closer to the blue-haired man.

“May I?”

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