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Jules of Nature
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Three Goblin Art

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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

shark vs the universe

oozey mess

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trying on a metaphor
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john my beloved - sufjan stevens / birds hover the trampled fields - richard siken
the song of achilles by madeline miller
The Crane Wife by CJ Hauser
abject permanence by larissa pham
Roman Poem Number Ten, June Jordan
Andrew Wyeth, Wild Dog (1959)
“His body smelled like a precious-wood forest; his hair, like sandalwood, his skin, like cedar. It was as if he had always lived among trees and plants.”
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Anaïs Nin (via health-time)
a delicious mix of nature and sensuality
moodboard: thor
↦ thor is the norse hammer-wielding god associated with thunder, lightning, storms, oak trees, strength, the protection of mankind, and also hallowing and fertility.
In far-off fields you see a strange beast resting at a broken grave–and til dark it lies there, waiting, weary-eyed and unafraid.
Dragon Age Origins Character Aesthetics: Solas in Inquisition. Full-size image.
Slavic mythology from A to Z:
[I]- Ipabog (Ипабог) is the god of the hunt. But he helps only non-greedy hunters who kill animals for food, but not for personal gain. Others hunters may be punished: he break their traps, confuse them in the forest, hide animals. Ipabog loves animals, cares for the wounded and heals them.
His blood is flowing still. The wolf licks yet again his burning wound / and the sun flares.
Paul Éluard, tr. by Mary Ann Caws, ftom Selected Poems; “Hadji Dimitre,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
john my beloved - sufjan stevens / birds hover the trampled fields - richard siken
Is something keeping you up at night?
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First they must catch you by Eran Fowler
All the world will be your enemy, Prince With A Thousand Enemies, and whenever they catch you, they will kill you. But first, they must catch you, digger, listener, runner, prince with the swift warning. Be cunning and full of tricks and your people shall never be destroyed.“
Sköll, Chaser of the Moon