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autumn is luring from the cracks in the pavement and glasgow has found me in its grasp.

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LIFE BEYOND II by Melodysheep source: tumblr.com/hiyutekivigil

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excerpt from In Memoriam by David Wojnarowicz, Day Without Art, 1989

All The Beauty And The Bloodshed, 2022

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two pretty views on gabbro thin section in crossed polarised light

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FLCL art book [x]

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at New York's Penn Station

photo by Michael Beschloss

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haruki murakami, kafka on the shore, p. 11

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the perfect weather conditions…

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haruki murakami, kafka on the shore, p.4

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“Perhaps it was necessary that I had to bang my head against life in order to return with an insatiable thirst for you and for meaning.” María Casares, from a letter to Albert Camus, December 1944

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latvian national museum of art

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prague, march 2022

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october occtoobberr

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another week another friday looking at rocks

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from Marcel the Shell with Shoes On, 2022

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When a boy…discovers that he is more given into introspection and consciousness of self than other boys his age, he easily falls into the error of believing it is because he is more mature than they. This was certainly a mistake in my case. Rather, it was because the other boys had no such need of understanding themselves as I had: they could be their natural selves, whereas I was to play a part, a fact that would require considerable understanding and study. So it was not my maturity but my sense of uneasiness, my uncertainty that was forcing me to gain control over my consciousness. Because such consciousness was simply a steppingstone to aberration and my present thinking was nothing but uncertain and haphazard guesswork.

yukio mishima, confessions of a mask