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The line between craving someone’s love or praise and plain narcissism is blurry at best.
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Perhaps if we could look through the lens into his mind, this is what we’d see.
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I don’t think I was meant to be here, but I am. I think that when God was pulling a soul out of the hat at random to place into my body, maybe he hadn’t been looking and picked up a slug instead.
I sometimes look in the mirror and see a scared animal, mangled and frothing at the mouth.
Something like rabies of the soul.
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Charles Darwin is quoted to have said that empathy is man’s greatest evolutionary advantage over all other beasts.
As we move further into these dark times and witness as abhorrent acts of terror are obscenely normalized, this theory becomes profoundly true.
We were not meant to comment “thoughts and prayers” on social media in response to tragedy. We were meant to mourn.
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I don’t really care if the symbols of the lily and the pomegranate are cliché and overused… I still find so much meaning when I see media including either/or similar themes.
Wilting lilies, rotting pomegranates, a dove with its wings clipped, a unicorn with a cropped horn, or even a previously clear, strongly flowing crystalline river that has now been stained red from spilled blood upstream. I find it all incredibly tragic and I resound with it, in some way or another.
I think it’s important to imprint on everything you experience. Attach meaning to everything, find the beauty or the ugliness in everything, and find pieces of yourself in everything.

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After the rain at Botanic Garden of the Jagiellonian University 🕸️🌱
My photography; Kraków, VI 2024
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“I am pleasure. I am beauty. I am the indulgence that the divine law denies you,” thrummed the many voices of the ugly god.
—The Mad Ramblings of a Dead God, 1993
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The lighting is so strange and unsettling. Ilya would look very cute here. Reblog for later.

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