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light is at the end of tunnel, who knows?

get into the heart of a blackhole, is someone sitting there, who knows?

tomorrow the bud will bloom, and as these hands slaughter them, will it be in rumors, who knows?

Ombre and magenta, they might change the way they entertain my eyes, who knows?

Deep inside the void blows like a wind, and sometimes it pours, the calendar tears away asks "will these incense sticks ever fructify?" , who knows?

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Eau di vei

Night rained down in darkness and moonlight, and there amore wasーbreathing, laughing as hearts fluttered, and, withered, as amore's loving gaze blossomed, like a fragrant rose on an Indian maiden's luscious hair, on a delicate petal as lovely as amore. things crack, dismantle, break. that's what the third law of thermodynamics states : every thing must suffer disorder, as it increases it's advance towards its fate. and in this dream like metaphysical plane, the disorder of agony and green eyed jealousy spread like a wildfire, an avalanche of speedy blood flow, rushing through the tiny valves and veins and arteries of each of their hearts. The heart changes to a peculiar rose : It bleeds red like the guttation of lotus, cracks like dry loam, and then it transforms in equilibrium, to something of an amorphous salt to a crystal of tenacity. Occasionaly, this rose decides to let the crystals, within it, resonate a beam of sadness, enough to tests its maschochism but refusing to destruct its lattice. and that's a tragedy : break but not disappear; bleed but sting; and it just hurts so bad. And then it produces a bud of absurdism, in the garb of nihilism. It doesnt grow, and continues to encapsulate the thorns that grows on the rose's stem. and soon these throns grow inside of them, withering it.

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Cameron Awkward-Rich, 'Meditations in an Emergency', from Dispatch: Poems by Cameron Awkward-Rich

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Zvezda by Ismail Inceoglu

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shanigrimmond via instagram 

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“People seem not to see that their opinion of the world is also a confession of their character.”

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Do you know the oldest computer was owned by Adam and Eve?

It was an apple, with very limited memory, one byte and everything crashed!

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Guys i am OBSESSED with this illustration by Leyendecker omg

Where do i even start