Life on the River
Tuesday, 16 January 2024
Britain's Largest Forest
Forest
The image of just one day walking into snowy forest and not leaving,
My emotions are swept away in a river far too rough to freeze.
My dreams linger in an elusive fog that always seems to roll in at the strangest times.
My memories are stored in icicles strewn about, some catching the light in the most breathtaking way, some threatening to impale an unsuspecting victim.
Illusion of Improvement
Gary's Economics
My thoughts are carried on cold breezes,
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In order to be irreplaceable, one must always be different. – Coco Chanel
Anastasiia Zakharenko by David Dubnitskiy
“It doesn't matter if I think like a boy or a girl. It doesn't matter anymore if I'm either or both or neither. All that shit seems so petty and immaterial now. There's so little difference between one human being and the next, it's just hypotheses, human ideas about life and the world and words that mean nothing, about definitions that mean nothing to Earth, to nature, to the universe. Boys and girls and intersex people and me--we're just ideas, and when we're dead, the ideas will go with us. It all means nothing.”― Abigail Tarttelin, Golden Boy
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All that is gold does not glitter,Not all those who wander are lost;The old that is strong does not wither,Deep roots are not reached by the frost.From the ashes a fire shall be woken,A light from the shadows shall spring;Renewed shall be blade that was broken,The crownless again shall be king.
