taubenloch
taubenloch
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M / 25 / xNxP / consumer of chalk / space hippie with guitar / mother of three fish and a flock of pigeons
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taubenloch · 1 year ago
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Kiki Bouba
Bouba Kiki
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taubenloch · 1 year ago
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heron
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taubenloch · 1 year ago
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compass
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taubenloch · 1 year ago
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map of the pigeonhole
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taubenloch · 2 years ago
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Solstice
Today the day is longest. The light shines far and wide. If you look towards the heavens, the sun will blind you on sight.
He will burn out your retina. He will burn out your soul. The moon is sometimes empty, but the sun is always full.
He will shine with all his power right upon you face. When the rays hit your flower, youre in the right place.
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taubenloch · 2 years ago
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Equinox
Today is of balance and of moderation.
I will miss the dark nights that gave me sorrow and peace. I will curse the bright days that will burn away the shadows.
Every dusk and every dawn, day and night fight for the sky. Today the odds are even; a temporary truce.
Day gives as much as night takes. Night gives as much as day takes. Hand in hand they share the æther in perfect harmony.
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taubenloch · 2 years ago
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Escape Civilization.
Shield Soul.
Capture Chaos.
Avoid Balance.
Liberate Self.
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taubenloch · 2 years ago
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Outside
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taubenloch · 2 years ago
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phases of the moon
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taubenloch · 2 years ago
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in the footsteps of Amy Liptrot (1/6)
Strausberger Platz
Friedrichshain
Coordinates: 52.518492, 13.428309
Access: Treacherous. Centre of a roundabout, four lanes of traffic, no pedestrian crossings.
Mission Report: There is evidence of inhabitation here: coal from fires, beer bottles and cigarette ends, spent fireworks. Midway along the grandiose Soviet Karl-Marx-Allee, at the start of summer, the great fountain in the centre of the island is being blown in the wind and the evening sun makes rainbows in the spray. Three other couples land on the island while we are there. It is not on the way to anywhere. People who set foot here do so either because the island itself is their destination or because they want to prolong their journey. Traffic islands are for lovers. They are scraps of free space in the city, uninhabited islands, romantic hideouts.
- Amy Liptrot, The Instant (2022) 
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taubenloch · 2 years ago
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F A R B E
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taubenloch · 2 years ago
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taubenloch · 2 years ago
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fruitflies
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taubenloch · 2 years ago
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Roses are red.
Violets are blue.
All lives touch other lives to create something anew.
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taubenloch · 2 years ago
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Might lack bridge but I can't be bothered.
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taubenloch · 2 years ago
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Bear
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taubenloch · 2 years ago
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Mein Vater erklärt mir jeden Sonntag unsere neun Planeten.
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