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Big Sky, heavy heart
Here in the shadows, alone in the dark.
There’s not a sound to bother us here, so bask in the sweet winter light of the moon.
The soft crunch of snow disturbs the peace or a bird takes flight from a nested cocoon.
First light paints the side of a lark.
Bright big sky and a heavy heart.
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The #future is cloudy
"The future is cloudy, she rests her head on shaky ground the opposition wants her dead they can't express when she's around their arms outstretched at bent elbows and fury of their loudest sound. The future isn't clear if at all she's even here in histories they've killed the heretic burned at the stake no mistake they carried her away on trains they fought multiple crusades a show of force through love of hate. The future is uncertain though, at least we know the past we've seen how bad they've treated her how much of her kin they've beaten gassed how many they've put under foot who belongs upon her feet we'll keep fighting for her freedom| they'll attempt to bury her deep.
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From “Cats in the Sun”, Greek Islands, published 1994 by Hans Silvester
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Beetles comprise the order Coleoptera, which in turn contains a fourth of all known animal species. A tiny sliver of this huge order is represented in this taxonomy poster, which depicts many species native to North America 🪲
This was by far the most time-consuming and ambitious project I took on this year. It required extensive research into native species and scaling each to their relative size, then illustrating them all and fitting them together into a poster. 20 hours later, I’m happy with the outcome, learned a lot, and hope to do more taxonomy posters next year✨
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I walked along a lonely street
the soles worn out below my feet
looking up, our eyes would meet
alms from someone better.
I hurt so deep and desperately
the pain too much for me to bear
so ‘cross the bridge and underneath
I’ll die alone
you’ll find me there.
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