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Cosmic Funnies

if i look back, i am lost
Jules of Nature
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YOU ARE THE REASON
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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sheepfilms
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Claire Keane
noise dept.
occasionally subtle
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“I wanna do this with you “ a love language
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Me conoces tan bien a veces, que asusta, pero me encanta, y sé que si un día te cuento algo y me quieres regañar, lo harás, porque sabes cómo soy realmente, te quiero tanto, porque te mostré lo más que pude de mi ser, y lo recibiste con brazos abiertos, y me dijiste te quiero también, a pesar de mi inmadurez, de mis prejuicios, de mis silencios, y de mi yo superficial.
— Mary Oliver, “Sometimes”, in Red Bird
“it is a serious thing just to be alive on this fresh morning in this broken world.”
— Mary Oliver, from “Invitation,” Red Bird: Poems
Summer Nights —
“Siempre ha sido así y siempre será igual, que el tiempo y el mundo, el dinero y el poder, pertenecen a los mediocres y superficiales, y a los otros, a los verdaderos hombres, no les pertenece nada. Nada más que la muerte.”
— “El lobo estepario” - Hermann Hesse.
Un deseo para toda la humanidad.
Do you ever hear one Damien Rice song and decide you need a whole night of Damien Rice songs and a bottle of wine? A third ingredient should be a man, but right now in my life a cat will have to do.
Sunrise at the North Pole with the moon overhead
Loved is all that bloomed,
Always what you did.
Damien Rice, My favorite faded fantasy
“And on our lips the blood of berries before we kiss,”
— Denise Levertov, from Candles in Babylon: Poems; “To Eros,”
A Natural View (Life Before My Eyes) by Norman Duenas