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live in peace
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sacrēd gāiā .:. by @earthjournalbyawildrose
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caught in your aura -::- @earthtowildrose
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tearsandtheteeth · 5 months
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fettfleisch · 6 months
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wet can mean so many things. wet can be comfort, wet can be disgust, wet can be clean, wet can be dirty, wet can be life, wet can be death
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dreaming-of-texel · 8 months
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Borský Park, Plzeň, Czech Republic
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gloryfore · 7 months
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Hanging out by the river with the local forest puppies 🦌
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insleywinsley · 6 months
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Further, 2023. ph. Insley Smullen.
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liquial · 2 years
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Rivers of Konohana Mountain ✧ 牧場物語 ふたごの村 | Harvest Moon: The Tale of Two Towns (2011)
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fictionalred-photos · 4 months
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aeztheticzfortmuzes · 7 months
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untïl dūsk, do us pārt .:::. @roseeadsdesign
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sūmmöned by thë fōrešt -::- via @livebythemoonseclipse
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yorksnapshots · 1 year
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City of York, England. Rising Waters.
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wings-of-mine · 6 months
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I spent a lot of time here as a child. My cousins and I used to collect rocks and walk in the river with rain boots on. We would chase butterflies in the meadow, pick wildflowers and play football with our grandfather. When I got here this summer, it was surreal to see how the river bank has changed over the years. It made me think of the world and the ways it changes all the time. So am I, as everything in it. I try to be grateful for things that happened in my life, both the good and the bad. They made me appreciate life more. Sometimes I feel like I'm never going to heal and spend my life trying to mend the pieces, but it doesn't matter. You can live a life full of beautiful moments and not be perfectly okay.
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fettfleisch · 6 months
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the ancient legend of Loreley says that a beautiful virgin sings by the water. Her eyes had a charm that no man could resist. Her voice set everyone on fire, regardless of gender and origin. Her beauty petrified the rafters and ferrymen so that they could no longer take their eyes off Loreley, and their boats crashed against the rocks. They sank and drowned. But the story is not told faithfully. I still know Loreley from the old days. Loreley was not a she, but a he. His grace made the waves swallow man after man, and those who could escape were ashamed. To fall for another man, to eye him like the most beautiful thing on earth, was a dishonor to them. So they began to retell the story and him became her. Loreley was Venus indeed, but Venus as a boy... when I go swimming here today, I feel the sadness and pain of all the men with every surge over my thighs. But it is no longer an outburst of shame. It is the remorse of having betrayed Loreley, and with him, themselves. They could not pour out tears, so they themselves have become water instead, which now washes around my cheeks. My cheeks have taken up their legacy and may the rivers and floodplains carry on the story of Loreley as it really was, so that no man has to suffer anymore
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