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Solar System Embroidery Art

Ophelie Trichereau on Etsy

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Design graphics Geya Shvecova (Crystal Trippy Hypnosis) Archive_040520

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There needs to be change, and the change needs to happen now.

(gonna be painting pride stuff all month, but this one is the most important)

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~under the sea~

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Art By: Tukoi

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Instagram: @marinacorvinus

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Girl and Cat Studio on Etsy

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cosas que aprendí este año, parte 2.

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In Japanese folklore, Gashadokuro, also known as Odokuro, are giant skeletons, fifteen times taller than an average person, and are constructed from the bones of people who have died from starvation. Their bones are collected into this giant skeleton creature which is filled with intense anger and a thirst for human blood. He wanders around at night, grinding his teeth and making a “gachi gachi” sound. The giant skeleton towers so high above the ground and walks so quietly that he can be almost invisible. The only warning you get when the giant skeleton is near is a strange and inexplicable ringing in your ears.

If the Gashadokuro finds you, he will reach down with his bony hand and snatch you off the ground. Then he will pluck your head off and suck the blood out of your headless body until his thirst is quenched.

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The Addams Family (1964-1965)

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Serenata 

Ibamos a vivir toda la vida juntos. Ibamos a morir toda la muerte juntos. Adiós. No sé si sabes lo que quiere decir adiós. Adiós quiere decir ya no mirarse nunca, vivir entre otras gentes reírse de otras cosas, morirse de otras penas. Adiós es separarse, ¿Entiendes?, separarse, olvidando, como traje inútil, la juventud. ¡Ibamos a hacer tantas cosas juntos! Ahora tenemos otras citas. Estrellas diferentes nos alumbran en noches diferentes. La lluvia que te moja me deja seco a mí. Está bien: adiós. Contra el viento el poeta nada puede. A la hora en que parten los adioses, el poeta sólo puede pedirle a las golondrinas que vuelen sin cesar sobre tu sueño.

Manuel Scorza. “Desengaños del mago”; 1961.

 *Cuadro: La serenata, del pintor argentino, Florencio Molina Campos.