In the desert I saw a creature, naked, bestial who, squatting upon the ground held his heart in his hands and ate of it. I said, "Is it good, friend?" "It is bitter-bitter." he answered; "But I like it. Because it is bitter. And because it is my heart."
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Happy March 15th to those who celebrate.
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Natalie and Crew Plying the Tyrrhenian Sea
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Ship Painting I, 51" X 43", 2017
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Ship Painting II, 41" X 49", 2017
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one thing I love very much about the master & commander film is how much it loves the lines on the ship & is so willing and happy to show the sheer number of them, there are so many shots where this always leaves such an impression on me watching it. like just off the top of my head (apologies for the image quality I'm on my phone). ough:
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"I know chatgpt is bad but you just don't really have any choice" you literally do. Don't use it. Have some moral backbone.
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Buddie have just got married. Buck and Chris are big fans of Eddie:)
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A snake story, based on an experience I had while I was in Florida.
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every time i walk into a gas station my inhibitions over spending money are washed away . maybe i do need a $4 drink . where else am i going to get one . this is the only place on earth
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Lakota Nation vs. United States (Jesse Short Bull & Laura Tomaselli, 2022)
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Happy little puffin enjoy his bed of daisies. Pembrokeshire Coast National Park
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cemetery of laeken, brussels.
the story of a marble worker evrard flignot who devastated by the death of his wife built a mausoleum for her. at first look inside, there is a mourner reaching out to an empty wall. but, once a year, on the day of the summer solstice, the sun draws a light that recalls this love for almost a century.
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