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          I will not say “do not weep,”                    for not all tears are an evil.

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There’s a fine line between reality and make-believe, especially in the very birthplace of make-believe.  (The birthplace of make-believe isn’t along the German Fairy Tale Route, as you might have presumed, but rather in Hollywood, at least according to Her Red-Carpet Romance by Marie Ferrarella, 2015.)

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Alyssa Thorne

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Imaginary view of an eclipse from space. The Home and school reference work. v.11. 1923.

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Strange shadows creeping through time: the shadow gallery.

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From The Story Of Eclipses by George F. Chambers, 1903.

No special glasses required to see these lunar and solar eclipses

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“How then does light return to the world after the eclipse of the sun? Miraculously. Frailly. In thin stripes. It hangs like a glass cage. It is a hoop to be fractured by a tiny jar. There is a spark there. Next moment a flush of dun. Then a vapor as if earth were breathing in and out, once, twice, for the first time. Then under the dullness someone walks with a green light. Then off twists a white wraith. The woods throb blue and green, and gradually the fields drink in red, gold, brown. Suddenly a river snatches a blue light. The earth absorbs color like a sponge slowly drinking water. It puts on weight; rounds itself; hangs pendent; settles and swings beneath our feet.”

— Virginia Woolf, The Waves 

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A total solar eclipse over Egypt, illustrated in a 1911 edition of Astronomy for All by Bruno Hans Bürgel (1875-1948).

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Ohio Total Solar Eclipse

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Vero Rivera - Verdor I, 2023 - Acrylic on canvas with wood frame

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This is the face I make as I boop you.

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Crumb

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The surface of Pluto, painted by James Hervat for Astronomy magazine in the 1970s

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Tommy B loves his Tall wife

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your days are fucking numbered and the number is 2

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books made of magic, fairytales, poems and love

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i’m oscillating between dimensions y’all want anything