Meteor streaking through the sky
l nova_foresta l UK l Jan. 9, 2023
Meteor streaking through the sky
l nova_foresta l UK l Jan. 9, 2023
Dream
March 2, 2023
I was in a house that was in the woods a small quaint building. Mom and Willow were there. Beyond the tree line of the home was the brick foundation of an old structure that had burned down to the ground ages ago and was taken over by plants and brambles. The sky was always dark, streaked with beams of ominous light that would shine through the clouds.
I was sitting on the porch, staring at the rubble, and the wind was warm. The trees were swaying, the leaves were dancing, and the whispering rustling sounds were soothing.
Suddenly the wind picked up and turned into a cold, blustery, whipping wind and I had to shield my eyes. There was a voice I heard right as the wind was whistling in my ears, singing a melancholy tune. It was so clear that it startled me and I ran back inside. I told my mom what I heard, and she said that I had imagined it.
There was a roaring
echoing
mechanical
noise outside,
then the sound turned into a scream.
Willow’s eyes changed from blue to green and she smiled at me in a way that was not her smile.
I remember sitting outside watching the burned house and a shadow emerging out of the darkness. Pure blackness and moving like liquid.
Several other instances occurred, I don’t remember them all. But each time I was so terrified that I was shaking and panicky and no one believed me.
With each of the strange happenings, I started to feel like something, someone was trying to talk to me. I was becoming curious.
There was a storm coming. It was windy again, and the sky was purple with streaks of green. I saw a burst of light on the ground, and this ball lightning was hovering and moving around. I was fascinated, I had never seen one in person before. But then it came towards me. I couldn’t get away from it. I thought it would be dangerous to be too close, so I was scared. but it caught up with me and moved around on my cheeks. It was almost fuzzy and it was warm. There were tendrils of light coiled inside the center of it, and it was blazing white, hot blue with color and had an aura of indigo.
It was as if the spirit manifested and found a way to reach me. I started to cry, and I held my hands out to the light, unafraid. There was a ringing in my ears, and as I reached out to the ball of light, I could feel pinpricks covering my palms and my hands went numb, as if they fell asleep. The wind blew again, and suddenly I was ripped out of the dream, and awakened by a loud clap of thunder.
The planet Uranus. Taken on November 14th 2009 at 3:52 am. Using the 98 in Hooker telescope.
Jupiter by Hubble & by Webb
© H: visible/IR; W: IR (2 filters/3 filters)
Salvador Dalí Tarot Deck Artworks
“Some girls are blessed with a dark turn of mind.”
— Gillian Welch
North Korea abandoned hotel
1987-conclusion unknown
I am a fashionable snail.❤️
僕はおしゃれなカタツムリ❤️
It’s wild that back in the day futurists assumed that with increased automation and computers it will enable people to have more free time, but in actuality it just make the capitalists decide to make people do more work for less instead.
Like, “Oh, you did what used to be a week’s worth of work in a few hours? Then you can gets months of work done in an entire week! Make more money for me faster, hooray!“.
I think one of the most damaging ideologies towards children is the conviction that having children isn’t a calling but a moral obligation.
Not to be a crazy radical or anything, but children deserve to be deeply wanted by their parents.
Children shouldn’t be a “stage” in life that everyone is obligated to fulfill; childrearing is not for everyone. More importantly, children shouldn’t be state-enforced punishments for “irresponsible” sexual behavior.
Children are people with thoughts and feelings just like the rest of us. They are conscious of the way people treat them. And they can certainly tell when they are unwanted and/or resented.
[ID: tumblr tags. they are: #reblog #i also dont think its enough to want a child. i think you need to want a teenager and an adult too #my mom wanted a baby. when i was too old to pronounce spaghetti wrong and let her put me in church dresses she was done with me #my dad wanted a person. he wanted a baby a child a tween a teen and an adult #my dad wanted to watch a person happen. which was different. /end ID.]
You know, I noticed you a long time ago. I first spotted you reading in the library. I walked past you hundreds of times but you never noticed me, right? I even sat down in the chair right next to you a couple of times. Then I started checking out all sorts of books just so I could get my name on the checkout cards before you. I guess that got your attention. But now… I have to take off to Italy. That’s some pretty lousy timing, don’t you think?
Whisper of the Heart (1995) dir. Yoshifumi Kondō
「愛しの北九州」