yeah…
seen from Türkiye
seen from China
seen from Uzbekistan
seen from China
seen from Azerbaijan

seen from India

seen from Yemen
seen from Japan

seen from Germany
seen from China

seen from United Kingdom
seen from Netherlands
seen from Yemen

seen from Morocco
seen from Yemen

seen from United States

seen from Uruguay
seen from Poland
seen from United States
seen from China
yeah…
"They say a sneeze is 1/10th of an orgasm". --Alex Shelley
I love that every time they’re talking about the berzattos they include Richie
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thinking about scully as a woman so close to death that she’s almost comforted by it, that she understands longing for it, finding peace in it. but who is the adoring first mate of a man who already chases too many ghosts, so when she’s on the edge of death herself, she’s afraid. she holds him and she writes about forgiveness, about fear that he’ll lose course, about leaving him alone.
she’s trapped in an endless-line cycle and there is no escape, in that she’s held there by love. and so she starts to understand, starts to ask, how you could possibly have too much life? what about love?
when she’s handed the answer; bruckman's tender quip passed along in fellig's burden. immortality as greek tragedy, tithonus and his woods.
spirits take up tenancy in her living room. she chases more, with her obsessive seeker, who can't see them. she takes a tape recorder and camera, and bears witness to the corporeal bodies she deconstructs.
it's almost purposefully evasive, the way this particular snake eats its tail. to be so surrounded by and dedicated to a resolution you'll never have.
Maybe. Maybe i am a little bit madara core