Great Mothers, 6300-5300 BCE

Great Mothers, 6300-5300 BCE

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19

April

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(Source: monmignon)

19

April

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overbythewildwood:

unknown photographer captures well-dressed fisherman in Woodstock

overbythewildwood:

unknown photographer captures well-dressed fisherman in Woodstock

17

April

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i’d go on down to the sea right now
but it’d feel like homage to you
and i’m drawing my strength
from feeling peace toward you
no anger, no thoughts
lettin it wash away with those waves
this pale yellow moon
grown fat and smirky

17

April

yet i jump up,
running
my feet ahead of me and i’m left
to follow on them
wondering why i left you
hoping
you might follow these feet
outside,
across brown grass to my own
you’re just a child,
pretending not to be
drawing strength from not following, following
like i wish you would
like i wish the strength of your arms
allowed me cradle
a nurture, a safety
you’re just a child, but.
it’s truly spring,
just pretending not to be

17

April

phantomengineer:

I’m a-wonderin’ if she remembers me at all
Many times I’ve often prayed
In the darkness of my night
In the brightness of my day

So if you’re travelin’ in the north country fair
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
Remember me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine

17

April

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"She enjoyed his weight on her, enjoyed being crushed under his body. She wanted him soldered to her, from mouth to feet."

- Anaïs Nin - 'Delta of Venus' (via quotable-notable)

17

April

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"A house full of scraps of poems, unused ideas. A nest of thoughts, the wood chips from an industrious carpenter of the word. Their abundance, like froth, around my existence, excess, boiling over. I don’t know why I sentenced this or that poem to non-being, to silence; why I wrote down this, but not that thought. All froth."

- Anna Kamienska, from Industrious Amazement: A Notebook (via violentwavesofemotion)

17

April

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frommoon2moon:

Karma Sutra

frommoon2moon:

Karma Sutra

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15

April

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ymutate:

Georgia O’Keeffe, Flower Abstraction, 1924. Oil on canvas, 48 × 30 in. (121.9 × 76.2 cm). Whitney Museum of American Art, New York
found at: whitney.org

ymutate:

Georgia O’Keeffe, Flower Abstraction, 1924. Oil on canvas, 48 × 30 in. (121.9 × 76.2 cm). Whitney Museum of American Art, New York
found at: whitney.org

10

April

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wasbella102:

Looking towards Swaziland by Karin Daymond

wasbella102:

Looking towards Swaziland by Karin Daymond

10

April

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been spending time, been surrounded by all sorts of people
been tryin to give space to my self
to not feel so hungry
for things that i don’t know
for emotions that don’t belong to me
home hurts, when you feel it all
but the laughs and the lights and the different voices all blending in together
lovely
love this home
this house, this farm
these floors
that we all walk upon

.
….
..
.
..
my hands on your back
you take a piece of the ocean home every day
carrying around within your face
eyes, that you see from
i wonder what color mine look like to you
i don’t want to move my hands away

02

April

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orchid-ink:

urhajos:

Tattooed Vegetables Do It Better

ahhhhhh in love

aww:3 I love the fly agaric shroom lady and fig lady c:

02

April

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Gaelic blessing

yeshecholwa:

Deep peace of the running river to you.
Deep peace of the flowing air to you.
Deep peace of the shining stars to you.
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you.

02

April

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