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@whisperofday
ready for what the next week brings...
my two moods these days
2026 is gonna be the year of banging your head against a wall. in 2027 maybe we can do other things
heaven
past tense. present relax.
future perfect?
Margaret Atwood, Morning in the Burned House; from ‘February’
TEXT ID: February, month of despair, with a skewered heart in the centre.
Parks and Recreation – 4.04: Pawnee Rangers
I Will Get The Light Back In My Eyes in 2026
Those days of blistering cold are almost always accompanied by a kind of light that is so pure and crystallized it feels like salvation, if salvation could feel like anything. There is a type of winter light, a cold light seeming warm, a light that, when beamed through a windowpane, feels like it clears whatever it touches, maybe even forgives it. It is a light that makes you forget death, a light that makes you wonder if death is even possible. It is a light like water, as beautiful as it is full of life.
— Devin Kelly, Ordinary Plots: Jenny George’s “Reprieve”
Some other life — detail from 'Thicket'
“My emperor is fine” your emperor has commissioned over 8000 life-sized terracotta soldiers and buried them facing east, in the direction of his recently conquered enemies in the hopes that they will protect him in the afterlife.
DELETE THIS IMMEDIATELY
Me on january 1: “2026 is my year"
Me on january 18th, 2026:
This is the foundation of all hope btw. In the words of Tolkien, 'despair is for those who see the end beyond all doubt. We do not.'
ABBOTT ELEMENTARY — S.01 E.12