Benthic Explorer
@nuculurrabitt.bsky.social
Relatively independent subtotality featuring a nested hierarchy of nonlocally connected coherent systems.
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The only language he had was the creak of the stairs. It was enough to break through the delicate film between worlds, but not enough to convey meaning. Still, he tried, night after night, to write lines of memoir with his footsteps, while his readers listened, shivering, in their beds.
November 6, 2025 at 6:42 AM
The only language he had was the creak of the stairs. It was enough to break through the delicate film between worlds, but not enough to convey meaning. Still, he tried, night after night, to write lines of memoir with his footsteps, while his readers listened, shivering, in their beds.
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Hello Monday.
🖼️ Lily Seika Jones #OwlishMonday
🖼️ Lily Seika Jones #OwlishMonday
October 27, 2025 at 4:47 AM
Hello Monday.
🖼️ Lily Seika Jones #OwlishMonday
🖼️ Lily Seika Jones #OwlishMonday
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Lit up by the moon, it looked celestial; seemed some plumed and glittering god uprising from the sea.
October 26, 2025 at 6:47 PM
Lit up by the moon, it looked celestial; seemed some plumed and glittering god uprising from the sea.
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‘The smoke's smell, too,
Flowing from where a bonfire burns
The dead, the waste, the dangerous,
And all to sweetness turns.
It is enough
To smell, to crumble the dark earth,
While the robin sings over again
Sad songs of Autumn mirth.’
Digging, Edward Thomas.
Flowing from where a bonfire burns
The dead, the waste, the dangerous,
And all to sweetness turns.
It is enough
To smell, to crumble the dark earth,
While the robin sings over again
Sad songs of Autumn mirth.’
Digging, Edward Thomas.
October 18, 2025 at 12:32 PM
‘The smoke's smell, too,
Flowing from where a bonfire burns
The dead, the waste, the dangerous,
And all to sweetness turns.
It is enough
To smell, to crumble the dark earth,
While the robin sings over again
Sad songs of Autumn mirth.’
Digging, Edward Thomas.
Flowing from where a bonfire burns
The dead, the waste, the dangerous,
And all to sweetness turns.
It is enough
To smell, to crumble the dark earth,
While the robin sings over again
Sad songs of Autumn mirth.’
Digging, Edward Thomas.
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The classification of the constituents of a chaos, nothing less is here essayed.
September 7, 2025 at 4:47 AM
The classification of the constituents of a chaos, nothing less is here essayed.
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My wish for you:
May your day be calm, safe, and free of trouble.
And may you someday find a forgotten ruin in the old forest where the dark fairies meet, and join their eternal quest to commit gentle mischief across the land.
May your day be calm, safe, and free of trouble.
And may you someday find a forgotten ruin in the old forest where the dark fairies meet, and join their eternal quest to commit gentle mischief across the land.
August 17, 2025 at 4:34 PM
My wish for you:
May your day be calm, safe, and free of trouble.
And may you someday find a forgotten ruin in the old forest where the dark fairies meet, and join their eternal quest to commit gentle mischief across the land.
May your day be calm, safe, and free of trouble.
And may you someday find a forgotten ruin in the old forest where the dark fairies meet, and join their eternal quest to commit gentle mischief across the land.
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I've created a Coming Soon listing in my shop for the Professionally Defaced copies of my spooky book that I'm going to start selling from Wednesday. Check out the listing for full details of all the various options available, thank-ee..!
👁️ slipperyjack.bigcartel.com
👁️ slipperyjack.bigcartel.com
August 31, 2025 at 6:59 PM
I've created a Coming Soon listing in my shop for the Professionally Defaced copies of my spooky book that I'm going to start selling from Wednesday. Check out the listing for full details of all the various options available, thank-ee..!
👁️ slipperyjack.bigcartel.com
👁️ slipperyjack.bigcartel.com
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how can i be sure i’m in the right timeline
August 29, 2025 at 7:22 PM
how can i be sure i’m in the right timeline
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Find a place for yourself in the world that fills the broken parts of you. A place that brings light to your darkness.
August 2, 2025 at 7:01 PM
Find a place for yourself in the world that fills the broken parts of you. A place that brings light to your darkness.
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#Jagged old wooden pilings sticking out of Colpoy's Bay, Ontario shortly before sunrise during a #longexposure to show movement in the cloud. For the #BlueSkyArtShow
#EastCoastKin #PhotoHour #StormHour #photography #landscape #clouds
#EastCoastKin #PhotoHour #StormHour #photography #landscape #clouds
August 9, 2025 at 10:17 AM
#Jagged old wooden pilings sticking out of Colpoy's Bay, Ontario shortly before sunrise during a #longexposure to show movement in the cloud. For the #BlueSkyArtShow
#EastCoastKin #PhotoHour #StormHour #photography #landscape #clouds
#EastCoastKin #PhotoHour #StormHour #photography #landscape #clouds
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We're all trying to get by, in our own way.
And if your way involves thorns, darkness, weird magic, and secret meetings with the old gods in the forbidden end of the forest, so much the better.
And if your way involves thorns, darkness, weird magic, and secret meetings with the old gods in the forbidden end of the forest, so much the better.
August 9, 2025 at 6:34 PM
We're all trying to get by, in our own way.
And if your way involves thorns, darkness, weird magic, and secret meetings with the old gods in the forbidden end of the forest, so much the better.
And if your way involves thorns, darkness, weird magic, and secret meetings with the old gods in the forbidden end of the forest, so much the better.
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You can lead a horse to water but sometimes when you pull the legendary sword out of the lake, the horse reveals himself as a trickster god and steals the weapon and your knapsack full of apples.
August 5, 2025 at 8:29 AM
You can lead a horse to water but sometimes when you pull the legendary sword out of the lake, the horse reveals himself as a trickster god and steals the weapon and your knapsack full of apples.
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Sun/Cloudrise 8-2-2025 #photography #TwinLakes #sunrise #clouds #colors #nature #iphonephotography #landscape #EastCoastKin #BlueSkyArtShow #naturephotography
August 2, 2025 at 12:58 PM
Sun/Cloudrise 8-2-2025 #photography #TwinLakes #sunrise #clouds #colors #nature #iphonephotography #landscape #EastCoastKin #BlueSkyArtShow #naturephotography
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"I only know as much about myself as my mind can work out under its current conditions. And its current conditions are not good." For a long time nobody said anything as Ford gazed at Zaphod with a mind suddenly full of worry.
July 28, 2025 at 5:01 AM
"I only know as much about myself as my mind can work out under its current conditions. And its current conditions are not good." For a long time nobody said anything as Ford gazed at Zaphod with a mind suddenly full of worry.
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Slow down.
Take time to notice and enjoy the beauty in life.
The way sunshine filters through tall pines and falls on the forest floor, or the green gleam in the eyes of the moss ghouls as they rise from their forgotten tombs.
Take time to notice and enjoy the beauty in life.
The way sunshine filters through tall pines and falls on the forest floor, or the green gleam in the eyes of the moss ghouls as they rise from their forgotten tombs.
July 27, 2025 at 7:02 PM
Slow down.
Take time to notice and enjoy the beauty in life.
The way sunshine filters through tall pines and falls on the forest floor, or the green gleam in the eyes of the moss ghouls as they rise from their forgotten tombs.
Take time to notice and enjoy the beauty in life.
The way sunshine filters through tall pines and falls on the forest floor, or the green gleam in the eyes of the moss ghouls as they rise from their forgotten tombs.
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M. C. Escher (1898-1972), “Puddle” (1952), woodcut in colours, on Japan paper, 32.3 x 24 cm (image).
July 16, 2025 at 11:12 PM
M. C. Escher (1898-1972), “Puddle” (1952), woodcut in colours, on Japan paper, 32.3 x 24 cm (image).
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Are you a believer in ghosts, my friend?
July 17, 2025 at 2:47 AM
Are you a believer in ghosts, my friend?
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Morning.
🖼️ Vanessa Cooper
🖼️ Vanessa Cooper
July 13, 2025 at 7:18 AM
Morning.
🖼️ Vanessa Cooper
🖼️ Vanessa Cooper
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We're doing a special promotion where the first 250 preorders at my local indie @phoenixbooks.biz of my new Manhattan Project oral history THE DEVIL REACHED TOWARD THE SKY get some special notepaper, made from recycled Hiroshima peace cranes: www.phoenixbooks.biz/devil-reache...
www.phoenixbooks.biz
July 8, 2025 at 6:17 PM
We're doing a special promotion where the first 250 preorders at my local indie @phoenixbooks.biz of my new Manhattan Project oral history THE DEVIL REACHED TOWARD THE SKY get some special notepaper, made from recycled Hiroshima peace cranes: www.phoenixbooks.biz/devil-reache...
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You are cordially invited to our Anti-Prime Sale, where every purchase will financially support bookstores, NOT billionaires 🥳
July 8, 2025 at 2:05 PM
You are cordially invited to our Anti-Prime Sale, where every purchase will financially support bookstores, NOT billionaires 🥳
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it’s a wicked world in all meridians; I’ll die a pagan.
July 2, 2025 at 2:47 AM
it’s a wicked world in all meridians; I’ll die a pagan.
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It's ok to look after yourself.
It's ok to get some rest.
It's ok to buy another book.
It's ok to fill your place with books.
It's ok to spend your days surrounded by creaking towers & tunnels of books.
There's always room for one more.
It's ok to get some rest.
It's ok to buy another book.
It's ok to fill your place with books.
It's ok to spend your days surrounded by creaking towers & tunnels of books.
There's always room for one more.
June 9, 2025 at 6:55 PM
It's ok to look after yourself.
It's ok to get some rest.
It's ok to buy another book.
It's ok to fill your place with books.
It's ok to spend your days surrounded by creaking towers & tunnels of books.
There's always room for one more.
It's ok to get some rest.
It's ok to buy another book.
It's ok to fill your place with books.
It's ok to spend your days surrounded by creaking towers & tunnels of books.
There's always room for one more.