#unknown meaning

[theseuss-asshole]

The symphony of the night

the beauty of night is one i stand and marvel at. 

it represents the past in which we have lived yet still reliving.

each speck of dust. 

ray of hope.

and tear of pain.

it painted perfectly in the glittering night sky as we stand by. 

watching ...

waiting ...

hoping for a feature yet to come?

so if by any means the sky holds out past? 

the air our present. 

what beholds our future. 

why mother earth of course. 

when she bellows we listen, when she sings we hide. 

for she is our one true present in this simple life we live. 

for we ourselves are just a note in a continues melody. 

we hear the screams of people in the streets yet those in authority shrug and say. 

well history repeats itself. 

but it is nothing but a chorus, yes it may repeat but it is just another line in the melody delicately constructed by fate itself as it carefully caressed our face lulling us into the dreamless sleep of death and the nightmarish night filled life simultaneously. 

for the sky holds our past yet we forget the land we live on writes our future. 

note: god i have so many things in drafts sorry i haven't posted lately ill get the drafts posted at some point i promise that much, sorry for the horrific grammar btw

[backonefish]

Genuinely dying at the mens health article explaining harry's tattoos and casually skirting over the larry tattoos

[starduststudio]

Can y'all help me?

I've had this pendant for the longest time. I can't remember who gave it to me or when.

Does anyone know what this symbol means? I can't find any Celtic knots with this pattern, and a google image search just came up with the word pendant and suggestions for Pandora jewelry, none of which looked like this.

It's not critical or anything, this is just my favorite necklace and I got a bit curious.

[trishwaters]

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Degradation came in like the morning light and the nights black all at once tangled neatly in rows all in uniform across the horizon line shining dim beams the spectrum mostly lost leaving only variations of white and black.

[m-j-b-blog-blog]

last nights dream:

I just woke up from a dream where I was on a plane with my mother and our destination was unclear. I was sitting at the window seat and the earth below looked like either mars or utah with a lot of dust and flame. not a good place to land. my mom kept telling me all of these things, but I was more focused on the fact that evan musico was in the seat behind me. I don't know if he knew I was with my mom, but I'm sure he found out. he came and sat in between the window and I (somehow there was enough room) and I closed my eyes and we tried to sleep. when I opened my eyes my mom was gone, everyone in the airplane was gone but the pilot and staff, and I was convinced she had been taken hostage. as for evan, I'm not sure. he belongs to solana beach and the state of california, and I wish he belonged to me.