Skeletons (calaveras) riding bicycles - José Guadalupe Posada - c.1900 - via The Met
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Skeletons (calaveras) riding bicycles - José Guadalupe Posada - c.1900 - via The Met

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Bruno Munari. Creatività, by Marco Belpoliti, «Doppiozero», October 24, 2016
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After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul and you learn love doesn’t mean leaning and company doesn’t always mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts and presents aren’t always promises and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and and your eyes ahead with the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child. And you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans and futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight. After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers And you learn that you really can endure, that you really are strong and you really do have worth and you learn and you learn with every good-bye you learn.
Veronica Shofftstall (via bby---grl)
The Green Lion Devouring The Sun
In alchemy, the green lion describes a chemical reaction but also represents a midpoint in a spiritual transformation; it symbolizes a step towards perfection. In mystical terms, it’s a step out of darkness (winter) towards some final transformation.
“I am who was the green and golden lion without cares; within me lie all the mysteries of the philosophers”, from Rosarium Philosophorum (c. 1550).
Die Schweiz
I don’t think of you very often these days. Out of sight. Out of mind. You have your life and I have mine and they are separate and divided. And most days, that feels so good that I’ve forgotten all about you or that there ever was an us.
And then there you were, all over my dreams last night. Or maybe it was already morning. It wasn’t comfortable, and I found that I kept surfacing into semi-consciousness, to get away, to breathe. But I kept diving back in, too, because I wanted to understand. Why were you there? Why were you ever there? What kind of spell did you cast over me so that I let you back into my heart?
I remember one time, when I was overseas, you sent me a book. A really expensive one. It was a sweet and generous gesture, and still, there was something about it. Something of you that rubbed off on the packaging somehow. My eyes lit up when I opened it and then when I touched it, curiously, my heart went dark. I think I knew then, but couldn’t reconcile my intuition with what I wanted to believe, so I just closed the door on those shadowy thoughts and thrust myself forward into the too bright fluorescence.
It wasn’t all that long afterwards that you told me “it’s not quite a relationship, but it’s not far from it.” You thought I would understand. You expected me to wait. Again. You tried to tell me that I hadn’t loved you the right way, because I was honest about how much of my heart was already wrapped around somebody else when you convinced me to crack the door back open.
I realized, at some point, that you never really knew me. That you liked my story, or at least the cherry-picked parts of it that caught your attention. You had no idea how deep my valleys cut into the earth. No concept of the strength and flexibility of my branches. No words to describe the magic in my eyes.
I was born on a stormy day amidst stormy emotions. I was raised on two legs in two homes that might as well have been two planets. I grew healthy in the structure of one and strong in the chaos of the other. I have always straddled the in between. Living fiercely in the now. Steadily laying bricks for the tomorrows.
But you didn’t know me. You only saw the shadows of your own dishonesty reflected in the water. You were intimidated by the brightness of my shine. Scared you might be the one to receive a burn. Scared, perhaps, that my greatness might cast some shadow on your golden-boy glow. You didn’t, perhaps still don’t, know that life needs shadows. That the too-bright-whiteness of hospitals is what makes us uncomfortable. That the softness in between the shadows and the light is where all the secrets worth discovering are.
Henriette Delalain - Histoire de six petits lapins - 1918 - via Gallica

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I forgot about this place.
And then I remembered.
Tokuriki Tomikichiro
Blue Mt. Fuji - New Thirty-six Views of Mt. Fuji Cherry Blossoms at Mt. Fuji Lake Yamanaka in Winter
My first instinct is to be open and trust people. Sometimes it means I let people in who do not deserve that trust and it is disappointing every time.
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All Cats rule, but some are so awesome that statues are made to immortalize their fantastic feline selves. Such is the case for Tombili, a stout and friendly kitty beloved by the residents of Istanbul, who often photographed him lounging with impressive ease on the city’s sidewalks, steps, and curbs.
It’s unclear if Tombili was a street cat or if he actually had a home, but his full figure implies he was well fed either way. Sadly, Tombili passed away due to illness over the summer and his absence was so sorely felt that a petition was started asking the city to create a public statue in his honor.
Tombili’s statue, depicting him lounging in one of his favorite spots, is now complete and is being officially unveiled today. Other cats have already begun showing up to pay their respects to Tombili:
[via Neatorama and The Dodo]

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New York State Museum Annual report vol. 2 - 1918 - Viola pedata - via Internet Archive