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The birds they sang at the break of day. ‘Start again’, I heard them say. ‘Don’t dwell on what has passed away or what is yet to be.’
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NASA’s New Horizons flyby study of Pluto, July 2015
severance, ling ma
Mayerling.
Melissa Hamilton and Rupert Pennefather.
Lauren Cuthbertson and Thiago Soares.
Natalia Osipova and Edward Watson.
Melissa Hamilton and Rupert Pennefather.
Natalia Osipova and Edward Watson.
Sarah Lamb and Steven McRae.
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Pansy by Fabergé, 1900. Rock crystal, gold, enamel, nephrite, brilliant diamond. Royal Collection.
Hey, reminder that one of the reasons humanity has been able to flourish is because we formed societies and helped support each other. Complete independence and self reliance is a myth to try to get you to buy more things. Please reach out. Please connect yourself. There is no reason you have to do things alone.
National Geographic’s Travelling the Trans-Canada, 1987
love writing. writing is awesome. it’s a shame that it involves writing though
Vincent Van Gogh, Chestnut Tree in Bloom, 1887 and Path in the Woods, 1887
The story of a marble worker Evrard Flignot from Brussels who devastated by the death of his wife built a pretty mausoleum for her in Cimetière de Laeken.
At first look inside, there is a mourner reaching out to an empty wall. But, once a year, on the day of the summer solstice, the Sun draws a light that recalls this love for almost a century.
“𝖺 𝗌𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖾𝗋-𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗅𝖺𝗇𝖾 𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖮𝗑𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖽𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝖾/𝖶𝖺𝗋𝗐𝗂𝖼𝗄𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗈𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋” 𝖻𝗒 𝖠𝗇𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗐 𝖲 𝖡𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇
Walt Whitman, ‘Song of Myself’, Leaves of Grass
[Text ID: “and what is reason? and what is love? and what is life?”]
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Dante and Virgil in Hell (detail) by Gustave Courtois