my only sunrise

I think the purest form of love is just wanting someone to notice life with you. "taste this. look at that. hear this song." again and again. until you can't imagine noticing life without them.

Everytime in the summer when it's beautiful blue skies and the color of the sun and reflecting lights on the clouds when it starts to go down

I can't believe we live in a world where there's an AI company unironically called "Palantir," and it isn't a parody. It's a real thing. I remember seeing a picture of an advertisement on here and thinking, "This HAS to be a joke. This is too on-the-nose to be real. They wouldn't honestly name an AI company Palantir, after the Seeing Stones from Lord of the Rings that are supposed to offer knowledge, but famously also might be feeding you misinformation from evil sources because 'we do not know who else may be watching.'" But then here I am listening to the BBC News discussing why the CEO of Palantir just published a Manifesto that sounds like it was written by a supervillain.

@mermaidenmystic

“To be eccentric, not to fit in, to hear our own drummer, these are the signs of bringing our gift, our personhood, to the table of life.” — James Hollis, Jungian Analyst

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