Xuebing Du

oozey mess
Acquired Stardust
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

PR's Tumblrdome
🪼
styofa doing anything
RMH
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
d e v o n
KIROKAZE

shark vs the universe
tumblr dot com

pixel skylines
Today's Document
Three Goblin Art

tannertan36
Game of Thrones Daily
Not today Justin
i don't do bad sauce passes
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Australia
seen from United States

seen from Malaysia

seen from United States
seen from Australia
seen from Mexico

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from T1
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from Egypt

seen from T1
seen from United States
@daddyniko

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
Hope has holes in its pockets. It leaves little crumb trails so that we, when anxious, can follow it. Hope's secret: it doesn't know the destination it knows only that all roads begin with one foot in front of the other.
~ Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer
Aux Couleurs Du Moyen Age - La Rosa Enflorece
“when teresa of avila was asked what she did in prayer, she replied, ‘i just allow myself to be loved.’” – anthony de mello

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
“What can I do, except continue to demonstrate love? Revision is a practice of faith Revision is a practice of my love against time”
— Wendy Xu, from “Pledge,” The Past: Poems (Wesleyan University Press, 2021)
وعندما تحزني ، أرقصي ..
When you grieve, dance
La danse de Zorba
#dalida
There is at the back of all our lives an abyss of light, more blinding and unfathomable than any abyss of darkness; and it is the abyss of actuality, of existence, of the fact that things truly are, and that we ourselves are incredibly and sometimes almost incredulously real.
It is the fundamental fact of being, as against not being; it is unthinkable, yet we cannot unthink it, though we may sometimes be unthinking about it; unthinking and especially unthanking. For he who has realized this reality knows that it does outweigh, literally to infinity, all lesser regrets or arguments for negation, and that under all our grumblings there is a subconscious substance of gratitude.
I would maintain that thanks are the highest form of thought; and that gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder.
—G. K. Chesterton
love is a place
I: And the crown? Solve the riddle of the crown for me!" Soul Bird: "The crown and serpent are opposites, and are one. Did you not see the serpent that crowned the head of the crucified?" I: "What, I don't understand you." Soul Bird: "What words did the crown bring you? "Love never ends" - that is the mystery of the crown and the serpent."
~Carl Jung; Red Book.
tony hoagland, faulkner

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
gabriellapapadakis: Dance? Did you say dance?
Zorba the Greek, 1964
(27.12.2019)
“we dance to keep from falling.”
— Ilya Kaminsky, from ‘In Praise of Laughter’, Dancing in Odessa
“This torture and this rapture will endure.”
— Edna St. Vincent Millay, from Collected Poems; “Tristan,”
Dorian Feraud

Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
Free to watch • No registration required • HD streaming
“To make a new world you start with an old one, certainly. To find a world, maybe you have to have lost one. Maybe you have to be lost. The dance of renewal, the dance that made the world, was always danced here at the edge of things, on the brink, on the foggy coast.”
— Ursula K. Le Guin, Dancing at the Edge of the World: Thoughts on Words, Women, Places