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He went back to his first morning in Oxford: climbing a sunny hill with Ramy, picnic basket in hand. Elderflower cordial. Warm brioche, sharp cheese, a chocolate tart for dessert. The air that day smelled like a promise, all of Oxford shone like an illumination, and he was falling in love.

#babel

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winchester, like a gun.

#art #spn

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You guys rlly don't realise how much knowledge is still not committed to the internet. I find books all the time with stuff that is impossible to find through a search engine- most people do not put their magnum opus research online for free and the more niche a skill is the less likely you are to have people who will leak those books online. (Nevermind all the books written prior to the internet that have knowledge that is not considered "relevant" enough to digitise).

Whenever people say that we r growing up with all the world's knowledge at our fingertips...it's not necessarily true. Is the amount of knowledge online potentially infinite? Yes. Is it all knowledge? No. You will be surprised at the niche things you can discover at a local archive or library.

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this shot is quite literally insane dude I could write a whole essay about it. The director was like “Oh hey guys let’s do a close up on their hands to emphasize the importance of this gesture (as if making someone a mixtape isn’t already romantic enough), their fingers just inches apart to show have close but yet far away they are, that they share these little moments of intimacy but the weight of the unspoken feelings lingers heavy in the air oh and yeah let’s also make it look like the god damn fucking Michelangelo painting.. but nothing to see here.”

#my dash is all spn today #will have to draw this tonight #frankly unbelievable I haven’t drawn it before #spn

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Mikki Brammer, The Collected Regrets of Clover

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masao yamamoto / a box of ku F203 / 1990-2002

#art

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online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.

and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.

there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.

i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.

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everybody give it up for this brand of green. round of applause for most under appreciated green

#pretty pretty greens #started drawing stickers in just this colour palette today eheh

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ramiz rafi mirza from rf kuang's Babel

#art #babel #ramyy <3

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Pretty bookshops in France, vol. 2

#books and reading #pretty places

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One of the best shot of Total Solar Eclipse from 08-04-2024.

Via @nasa-official

#space

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Solar eclipse

#space

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A brief moment of rationality from the bird place.

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unfortunately no eclipse photography can ever outdo the waffle house one from 2017

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#cats

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oh to be a sleepy little cat on a windowsill, going "mrrp" as soon as im awoken

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As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh, Susan Sontag.

#language