Claire Keane
Cosimo Galluzzi
pixel skylines
One Nice Bug Per Day
occasionally subtle
The Bowery Presents
Not today Justin
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Origami Around
official daine visual archive
Kiana Khansmith
ojovivo
noise dept.
Misplaced Lens Cap
shark vs the universe
Cosmic Funnies
almost home
blake kathryn
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
taylor price
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@thegremlinfairy
I know that nothing good lives in me, that is, in my sinful nature. For I have the desire to do what is good, but I cannot carry it out. For what I do is not the good I want to do; no, the evil I do not want to do—this I keep on doing.
The Holy Bible, New International Version. (1973–2001). Zondervan. Romans 7:18-19
The madman jumped into their midst and pierced them with his eyes. “Whither is God?” he cried; “I will tell you. We have killed him—you and I. All of us are his murderers. But how did we do this? How could we drink up the sea? Who gave us the sponge to wipe away the entire horizon? What were we doing when we unchained this earth from its sun? Whither is it moving now? Whither are we moving? Away from all suns? Are we not plunging continually? Backward, sideward, forward, in all directions? Is there still any up or down? Are we not straying, as through an infinite nothing? Do we not feel the breath of empty space? Has it not become colder? Is not night continually closing in on us?"
Friedrich Nietzsche, The Gay Science (1882, 1887) para. 125; Walter Kaufmann ed. (New York: Vintage, 1974), pp.181-82.
Fall in love with a guy who is smart. Fall in love with a guy who loves kids. Fall in love with a professor. Fall in love with a European. Fall in love with a psychologist. Fall in love with a Russian. Fall in love with Lev Vygotsky.
literally do not ever trust anything you feel about your life between the hours of 11pm and 6am
Pre-storm
The clouds are in that mood where they feel safe and limiting at the same time. I guess the birds feel this soft tension too because they’re screaming at each other.
7:58 PM
7:58 PM and it’s so light outside it feels wrong. Why does spring have to screw up your sense of time so bad? It makes me feel nauseous... but man the peace is surreal.
The Murder
Anyone ever scare a murder of crows? I’ve heard crows... crow but never scream. It’s absolutely dreadful and hilarious at the same time. I highly recommend sneaking up on your local murder and suddenly crowing loudly.
