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I, a liar, love the loss

of going too far beyond the lode stone of wisdom,

while death's bitter flag-drop crimps to signal an effortless folly.

When from the first sight of light tumbles wild certainty in normal circuit;

When, by the lie of the land, pass haunts of knowledge reined loose;

When, apart from that laminar needle of hope, there is neither recovery nor memory,

I, a liar, hate.

[For #NaPoWriMo prompt no. 30 from @ayaskala "What do endings really mean?"]

#napowrimo

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I have the Mer-man priest skin.

#idleapocalypse #love

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Dear future self: someone lovingly created this timeline to beat every Idle Apocalypse event.

#idleapocalypse #love

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Sharing for today's prompt for ekphrasis poetry. ♥️ @ayaskala #napowrimo

Oh, Georgia

(On seeing a small painting by Georgia O'Keeffe at the Metropolitan Museum of Art, Manhattan)

Her brush strokes are so clear on closer inspection,

Populating the landscape so freshly they might still be drying.

This woman who I've seen only in photographs, long dead, unknown to me,

Painted these living, lively strokes.

#napowrimo

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Ingrid Bergman by Gordon Parks "Stromboli" 1949

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Garden hose music,

a song the full length of the

melancholy yard.

#haiku

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And sometimes, the Moon,

From her perch beyond my strength,

Gazes back at me.

#haiku

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HEY YO HEY YO,

WHATTA YA HERE FO?

#if i ever become a barista the rules are out the window

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Haha.

Come on, Spock, what mysterious relative is it this time?

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Africa.

Coffee Farmer - Fero Coop, Ethiopia

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Ah, my foes! And oh, my friends!

When a woman is consistently spoken to softly & treated gently, she becomes a new woman. You're helping her heal her nervous system, you're helping her heal generational trauma, you're allowing her feminine energy to flourish, you're helping her to remember who she is.

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Dog vibes.

Yeye

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I love the mini media player that activates when I play music in Tumblr.

Fauré : Elégie In C Minor, Op. 24

Jacqueline du Pré - cello

Gerald Moore - piano

#thank you Tumblr

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Is she... Lorien?

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My candle burns at both ends;

It will not last the night;

But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends—

It gives a lovely light!

~Edna St Vincent Millay ♥️

#ah my foes #oh my friends

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Man with flowers, I can just picture him painting.

Franz Leitgeb (German, 1911–1997)Floral piece with rosesoil on wood50 x 40 cm. (19.7 x 15.7 in.)