signals over the air

Here is a delightful bird from New Zealand called a Rifleman. They look like an angry orb. They are known for their "ZIPT" sound.

These birds are more commonly known by one of their original names, titipounamu (there are a LOT of others depending on region). It is very important you know they are so small the newly-hatched chicks are the same size as bumblebees and also they are breeding in the wild in Wellington city for the first time in a hundred years this year. Go to that link and watch the video. You will not be disappointed

why is this about to make me sob

A heron in mist at the lake.

good morning to this tree by the riverside and this tree only

(müggelspree, germany)

30 million-year-old Praying Mantis, encased in Amber

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References to “the Seven Seas” are found throughout history, but the exact list varies by time and culture. Here are three of the most popular lists

the fallen angels

and btw? even the deepest wounds will heal over time ill run my fingers over your scars and yours over mine theyll never find us if we turn off our phones we're off the grid we're off our meds we're finally out on our own now i see color coming back in your cheeks angel dont fight it to them you know we'll always be freaks no i dont mind if i lose my legs or die i've built a home inside his eyes and i ain't leaving and i pray for plagues to come down on this egypt and i dream of blood fire and lice and something tells me i may be singing this song a long long while but ill be bringing along a big broad smile to wear as i walk that final long mile back to the city where they broke my heart wide open bleeding on the marble tile a song is a dream that keeps going on when its over a man hears a song in the soft spoken voice of his lover a hero goes on when the others believe its all over a sister is strong when she fights for the cause of her brother dont wait a moment longer stand up and turn the doorknob and ill tell you my secret if you will tell me yours i am hideous and no one can ever know when the sun gets low down bloody and red i tie a little knot at the center of my head i dont think ill be showing up at synagogue a quarter past seven sometimes you go through hell and you never get to heaven which is your voice on the phone to me saying the operation went smoothly and they still cant kill us hopefully and youre in the car on the road to me with your brand new body i drew your name in the sand came to the beach cause we used to go here i watched the blue wave cover it over do what the ocean does best i know the past is the past but then again the present's nothing without it i feel fine dont even feel sad about it i just love you baby so bad i believe in God but i dont believe we're getting out of this one before somebody pays for the things ive done i am shattered i am bleeding but goddamn it im alive the government went bad we got a raw deal a transangelic exodus on four wheels but ive seen the broken halo that she never wears hanging by the stairs angel i'll be your guardian if you'll be mine authorities are trailing right behind im not afraid we read the psalms at night clear through nebraska with just one headlight i looked a real long time to find the border of a kingdom of love outside the reigning order and i found my angel on a motorcycle im a queer for life outlaw outsider. just saying though. idc

who are you when you are not watching tv or movies? when you aren't playing video games or reading a book or fanfiction or listening to music or whatever other kind of media that you engage with? who are you when your mind isn't in another world or story, when you are forced to sit with yourself and the only experience you have is your own sensorial life? can you define yourself outside of what you consume? who is that person? do you like them? can you bear it? can you bear it?

these are value-neutral questions and i am not inherently implying anything in them. what you read into it is for you to decide. consider why your immediate reaction to being asked who you are outside of the tv shows you watch is to become defensive or angry or uncomfortable. what might that say about how you feel about your life? why are you reading judgement into my questions? your answers are not for me, they are for you. do with them what you wish.

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the infamous 'last sighting of a barbary lion in the wild' photo taken by marcelin flandrin (1925) haunts me to my core. there's something so achingly poetic about it.

A New Book Revisits the Grime and Pandemonium of the NYC Subway of the ’70s and ’80s

Rob Mulholland: Vestige (2009)