Lycoreia
@lycoreia.bsky.social
amateur photographer, scribbler, bookworm, ponderer
Into nature, birdwatching, meditation 🍂
German living in Spain (she/her)
Into nature, birdwatching, meditation 🍂
German living in Spain (she/her)
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To have a kind heart is everything.
Proust
Proust
August 15, 2025 at 7:55 AM
To have a kind heart is everything.
Proust
Proust
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I want to write a novel about Silence, he said; the things people don't say.
Virginia Woolf
Virginia Woolf
November 13, 2025 at 6:36 PM
I want to write a novel about Silence, he said; the things people don't say.
Virginia Woolf
Virginia Woolf
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devotion is an obsolete concept in the modern mind. it's been replaced with addiction, just as gratitude has been replaced with immediate gratification. these are not small changes but vast mutilations of the psyche... when wonder dies, it destroys the soul
November 17, 2025 at 11:23 AM
devotion is an obsolete concept in the modern mind. it's been replaced with addiction, just as gratitude has been replaced with immediate gratification. these are not small changes but vast mutilations of the psyche... when wonder dies, it destroys the soul
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Where darkness folds,
a solitary bloom
becomes its own lantern…
a solitary bloom
becomes its own lantern…
September 15, 2025 at 5:17 AM
Where darkness folds,
a solitary bloom
becomes its own lantern…
a solitary bloom
becomes its own lantern…
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Léon Pierre Félix (1869-1940)
Mélancolie, 1910.
Mélancolie, 1910.
November 17, 2025 at 8:42 AM
Léon Pierre Félix (1869-1940)
Mélancolie, 1910.
Mélancolie, 1910.
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The Lady With The Bird Feeder Hat.
🎨 Paula Belle Flores
🎨 Paula Belle Flores
November 17, 2025 at 7:02 AM
The Lady With The Bird Feeder Hat.
🎨 Paula Belle Flores
🎨 Paula Belle Flores
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we are two strings
the air between us
sings
the air between us
sings
November 17, 2025 at 3:49 AM
we are two strings
the air between us
sings
the air between us
sings
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Ilya Ostroukhov (1858–1929)
The Golden Autumn, 1890.
The Golden Autumn, 1890.
July 12, 2025 at 3:29 PM
Ilya Ostroukhov (1858–1929)
The Golden Autumn, 1890.
The Golden Autumn, 1890.
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always, love
i dream of you
just as i wake
and have the
strangest feeling
i'm most awake
when i sleep
i dream of you
just as i wake
and have the
strangest feeling
i'm most awake
when i sleep
November 15, 2025 at 7:52 AM
always, love
i dream of you
just as i wake
and have the
strangest feeling
i'm most awake
when i sleep
i dream of you
just as i wake
and have the
strangest feeling
i'm most awake
when i sleep
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Laura Makabresku, Vigil
November 14, 2025 at 9:47 AM
Laura Makabresku, Vigil
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The hush way souls tenderly kiss
November 13, 2025 at 5:45 PM
The hush way souls tenderly kiss
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My eyes were glued on life and they were full of tears.
Jack Kerouac
Jack Kerouac
November 13, 2025 at 3:15 PM
My eyes were glued on life and they were full of tears.
Jack Kerouac
Jack Kerouac
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Four Trees, 1917
https://botfrens.com/collections/88/contents/25816
https://botfrens.com/collections/88/contents/25816
November 13, 2025 at 7:20 PM
Four Trees, 1917
https://botfrens.com/collections/88/contents/25816
https://botfrens.com/collections/88/contents/25816
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the darkness is softer when i share it with you
Jeanie Tomanek
Jeanie Tomanek
November 14, 2025 at 8:59 AM
the darkness is softer when i share it with you
Jeanie Tomanek
Jeanie Tomanek
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L'invitation à ne rien-foutre
David Graham
David Graham
November 16, 2025 at 7:32 PM
L'invitation à ne rien-foutre
David Graham
David Graham
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Henrietta Maria Gulliver (1866-1945)
The Hawthorn Path.
The Hawthorn Path.
June 26, 2025 at 8:32 AM
Henrietta Maria Gulliver (1866-1945)
The Hawthorn Path.
The Hawthorn Path.
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Always keep your inner light aglow…
October 6, 2025 at 5:27 AM
Always keep your inner light aglow…
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i dream of you
in the silence
we share
in the silence
we share
November 16, 2025 at 7:19 PM
i dream of you
in the silence
we share
in the silence
we share
Very rarely does one have such a tender bond with someone that it cannot be put into words or truly grasped; it is taciturn, as if non-existent, and yet it is there, but as fragile as a dream.
November 16, 2025 at 7:06 PM
Very rarely does one have such a tender bond with someone that it cannot be put into words or truly grasped; it is taciturn, as if non-existent, and yet it is there, but as fragile as a dream.
Things we could not tell each other with the width of the Atlantic between us we communicated from heart to heart in those imaginary conversations.
― Julien Green
― Julien Green
November 16, 2025 at 6:50 PM
Things we could not tell each other with the width of the Atlantic between us we communicated from heart to heart in those imaginary conversations.
― Julien Green
― Julien Green
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Books in paintings
November 2, 2025 at 5:06 PM
Books in paintings
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November 16, 2025 at 7:39 AM