Tacca Chantrieri also known as Black Bat Flower

Country Blueberries -  Teija Lehto, 2013.

Finnish, b. 1965 -

Woodcut , Ed.19/30

[ID: woodcut print of a black enamel mug full of blueberries. The mug has white flower designs on it, and the background is a roughly-cut-away white. End ID]

A Nile crocodile (Crocodylus niloticus) covered in pondweeds in Chobe National Park, Botswana

by flowcomm

I was debating pre- and post- smartphone existentialism with an older gentleman today and he stopped part way through and said “Why are you a security guard? Why aren’t you teaching this at some college somewhere?” And I didn’t know what to say so I went with “Well I used to make art but nobody pays an artist”

I want to invoke thought and wonder and introspection and encourage the passions of every soul I meet forever and ever and dig until I find the glorious potential for creation and experience and joy in every single one but unfortunately I must pay rent and so I stand, a meat shield, an NPC with unlockable dialogue

#capitalism brain tells you that anyone interesting must fight to the top of their interest#and precludes the possibility of everyone everyone everyone already being interesting

The older you get the more you’ll realize that everything really is that deep. The people you confide in, trust, date, become friends with, the opportunities you take. What you watch & listen to. What you eat. & even what you consume mentally, emotionally, & spiritually.

getting really into women's thighs lately

but not between them...

i do, often, think of that quote from wislawa szymborska talking about love and the inexplicability of some of it. "great love is never justified" etc. and it truly isn't. and thank god for that.

"We’re dealing here with the phenomenon of great love. Detached observers always ask in such cases: “So what does she (he) see in him (her)?” Such questions are best left in peace: great love is never justified. It’s like the little tree that springs up in some inexplicable fashion on the side of a cliff: where are its roots, what does it feed on, what miracle produces those green leaves? But it does exist and it really is green—clearly, then, it’s getting whatever it needs to survive."

— from "Great Love", in Nonrequired Reading

Dagou, Burning tears 2021

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everybody do yourselves the favour !

usamericans do really love making posts about parking lots. i met god in a parking lot. fighting my ex in a parking lot. it's like their main biome

how fucking arrogant can you be to think any eugenics program could ever weed out “fascist genetics”. even if the “dark triad” was a reliable precursor to fascist ideology and even if “dark triad traits” could be reliably linked to genotype (they aren’t and they can’t be), how fucking far to jupiter are you if you think you can remove it from a population of seven billion, let alone in some “anarchist” manner? how do you programmatically sterilize anyone in an “anarchist” manner?

Do you ever see some discourse float by and think “Maybe I’m not hanging out on the worst parts of Tumblr, actually”

jesus fucking christ