Bermuda Triangulated

dany | 23 | they/them |

[simkaye]

Welcome to the Big Hamster renaissance! 🐹✨ exploring this idea again

[metamorphesque]

If I Should Come Upon Your House Lonely in the West Texas Desert, Natalie Diaz

[text ID: I will swing my lasso of headlights

across your front porch,

let it drop like a rope of knotted

light at your feet. 

While I put the car in park,

you will tie and tighten the loop 

of light around your waist—

and I will be there with the other end 

wrapped three times

around my hips horned with loneliness. 

Reel me in across the glow-

throbbing sea of greenthread,

bluestem prickly poppy, 

the white inflorescence of yucca

bells, up the dust-lit stairs into your

arms. 

If you say to me, This is not your new

house but I am your new home, 

I will enter the door of your throat,

hang my last lariat in the hallway, 

build my altar of best books on your bedside

table, turn the lamp on and off, on and off, on

and off. 

I will lie down in you.

Eat my meals at the red table of your heart. 

Each steaming bowl will be, Just

right. I will eat it all up,

break all your chairs to pieces.

If I try running off into the deep-purpling scrub brush, 

you will remind me,

There is nowhere to go if you are already here, 

and pat your hand on your lap lighted

by the topazion lux of the moon through the window, 

say, Here, Love, sit here—when

I do, I will say, And here I still

am. 

Until then, Where are you? What is your address?

I am hurting. I am riding the night 

on a full tank of gas and my

headlights are reaching out for

something.]

[8bitskey]

they’re!!!!!! in love!!!!!!!

[aaaangel444]

[simulation-swarms]

winter looks

[despaircrossing]

(submission by @learntobe-l2b)

[schinako]

Rabbits and triangles🐇

[cakeeater]

[bearie]

Animal Crossing • 2001

[insomniac-arrest]

Recovery Memes for Your Morning

[univircore]

taffy haired brain sister

[dar-draws]

Claude’s best friend

[rob-pattinson]

no one is doing it like them

[mccoyquialisms]

“Nearly everyone I know feels that some quality of concentration they once possessed has been destroyed. Reading books has become hard; the mind keeps wanting to shift from whatever it is paying attention to to pay attention to something else. A restlessness has seized hold of many of us, a sense that we should be doing something else, no matter what we are doing, or doing at least two things at once, or going to check some other medium. It’s an anxiety about keeping up, about not being left out or getting behind. (Maybe it was a landmark when Paris Hilton answered her mobile phone while having sex while being videotaped a decade ago). The older people I know are less affected because they don’t partake so much of new media, or because their habits of mind and time are entrenched. The really young swim like fish through the new media and hardly seem to know that life was ever different. But those of us in the middle feel a sense of loss. I think it is for a quality of time we no longer have, and that is hard to name and harder to imagine reclaiming. My time does not come in large, focused blocks, but in fragments and shards. The fault is my own, arguably, but it’s yours too – it’s the fault of everyone I know who rarely finds herself or himself with uninterrupted hours. We’re shattered. We’re breaking up. It’s hard, now, to be with someone else wholly, uninterruptedly, and it’s hard to be truly alone. The fine art of doing nothing in particular, also known as thinking, or musing, or introspection, or simply moments of being, was part of what happened when you walked from here to there alone, or stared out the train window, or contemplated the road, but the new technologies have flooded those open spaces. Space for free thought is routinely regarded as a void, and filled up with sounds and distractions.”

—

Rebecca Solnit.

“Right now we need to articulate these subtle things, this richer, more expansive quality of time and attention and connection, to hold onto it. Can we? The alternative is grim, with a grimness that would be hard to explain to someone who’s distracted.” - Rebecca Solnit.

(via kuanios)

[carnival-phantasm]

I walk a corny road, The only one that I have ever known

[parasoli]

jean charles de castelbajac…..when a toy becomes coat.!!

[gabrielkalnins]

4 Saisons miam

https://www.instagram.com/gabriel_kalnins/?hl=fr

[secretrussianfolder]