Does a whole lot of shit 👇
Ryancagle.com
Jubileehouse.co
RollForSpirituality.com
Paradoxpress.games
Chocolate Gravy
Cut off shorts
Ethiopian food
Opossums
Kaleidoscopes
mewithoutYou
Black classic slip on vans
SolarPunk
Prepping (but not in the rightwing fascist way)
Stargazing
Red velvet cake
Quilts
Christmas music
The occult
Floral prints
Nag champa incense
Teal (the color)
Antlers
Louisiana Creole cuisine
King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard
Fountain pens
James Frazer
Guitars
Cats
William James
Watercolors
Dredge
Irish music
Werewolves
The Verve Pipe
Chocolate Gravy
Cut off shorts
Ethiopian food
Opossums
Kaleidoscopes
mewithoutYou
Black classic slip on vans
SolarPunk
Prepping (but not in the rightwing fascist way)
Stargazing
What do you mean “primitive” Becky?
Do you think pre-agricultural humans were out here with a wood lathe crafting coffee tables in-between hunting and gathering?
What do you mean “primitive” Becky?
Do you think pre-agricultural humans were out here with a wood lathe crafting coffee tables in-between hunting and gathering?
How does he somehow look nothing like you would imagine while also looking exactly like you would imagine?
How does he somehow look nothing like you would imagine while also looking exactly like you would imagine?
I’m not sure which tone will work better. One remains more academic and the other has a more popular tone.
I guess it’s really more about which version I want to write.
I’m not sure which tone will work better. One remains more academic and the other has a more popular tone.
I guess it’s really more about which version I want to write.
I keep forgetting to water the flowers.
Your love blossoms like dandelions
In the cracks of the pavement.
I’ll gather them come spring
And weave you a crown.
Letting the breathe
Between us be
Our only
Prayer
[I’m sorry I forget to water the flowers]
Evil Monologue 👇
Evil Monologue 👇
I keep forgetting to water the flowers.
Your love blossoms like dandelions
In the cracks of the pavement.
I’ll gather them come spring
And weave you a crown.
Letting the breathe
Between us be
Our only
Prayer
[I’m sorry I forget to water the flowers]
I keep forgetting to water the flowers.
Your love blossoms like dandelions
In the cracks of the pavement.
I’ll gather them come spring
And weave you a crown.
Letting the breathe
Between us be
Our only
Prayer
[I’m sorry I forget to water the flowers]
1 Corinthians 13:12-13 KJV
— Albert Camus
— Albert Camus
1 Corinthians 13:12-13 KJV
1 Corinthians 13:12-13 KJV
Me:
Me:
Me: No. I haven’t. I live in the woods among the forest critters. I am trying to live at peace.
Me: No. I haven’t. I live in the woods among the forest critters. I am trying to live at peace.
(And yes, I am at the airport two hours early. I’m a dad. It’s like genetic or something.)
(And yes, I am at the airport two hours early. I’m a dad. It’s like genetic or something.)
"I’m trying to soften the fall. It cannot be prevented, this mass of events rushing to meet us. But we can shorten the dark ages that follow."
-Hari Seldon, Foundation
"I’m trying to soften the fall. It cannot be prevented, this mass of events rushing to meet us. But we can shorten the dark ages that follow."
-Hari Seldon, Foundation