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your apparition passes through me

she is interested in probiotics, the queerification of sound, a good cortado, collective energies, and a reversion to the Real

she has a lot of love; unencumbered love, pained love, pure love

her smile is delicate, wholesome, and tinged with penitence

her extension of self is the medium through which she travels; he is the probiotic, the sound, the energy, the Real

they felt the earth, they felt the time, the sky was blue, acid and alkaline

there is significant growth between and amongst them, sprouting seeds, bubbling life, scintillation, propagation

they have a lot to give, trust meeeeeeeee

✌️

reverseocr:

sludge

i’ve been coming to these (seemingly) important conclusions and having significant thoughts in my dreams / halfsleepstates but not remembering them and my waking states are this constant tip of the tongue experience, the ideas glimmer in my periperhals at unpredictable times and in unpredictable moments but they’re gone before i can direct my gaze at them, like those fleeting moments on acid in which everything makes sense, but maybe that’s where they should be, maybe that’s where they’ll always be, fleeting flecks of floating glittering dust

(Source: joshuarivers)

tell the moon dog tell the march hare

dinolands:

View of United Nations Cemetery, 1952 by m20wc51 on Flickr.

(Source: rippuppygoodtimes)

I NEED TO KNOW YOU’RE OUT THERE
NEED TO KNOW YOU’RE LISTENING
I NEED TO KNOW YOU’RE OUT THERE
JUST NEED TO KNOW YOU’RE OUT THERE
NEED TO KNOW YOU’RE OUT THERE SOMEWHERE

and the world laughs with you

claudemonet-art:

The Old Tree, Gorge of the Petite Creuse, 1889

Claude Monet

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