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"sell my own bones for saphire stones because blues your favorite color".
-cavetown
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The Tribulation Video Everyone Must See (70th Week of Daniel Revealed)
Oh but wait, YouTube Has taken it down. ? Wonder Why???
What culture, besides your own, fascinates you the most? It can be from any country or time period, doesn't matter. List it down in the comments. Mine was always feudal Japanese culture. There is something about how much the Japanese valued ones honor, and how their word was their bond. It's such a stark comparison to today's culture where words are cheap, and people are difficult to trust. Back then, people cared about what they said and what they did. Also don't forget I have @lightroom presets, including the one, available for sale on @filtergrade - #photovember #photovember2021 #thoughtstoponder #makeyouthink #favorites #cultures #foreignculture #japaneseculture #samurai #honor #respect #selfvalue #valueofothers #highervalueofotherpeople #photography #architecturephotography #dallas #museumofasianart #dallastx #igtexas #orangeandteal #presetsavailable #txphotographer #lubbocktxphotographer #zmphotography (at Crow Museum of Asian Art) https://www.instagram.com/p/CWVh7f8F948/?utm_medium=tumblr
What culture, besides your own, fascinates you the most? It can be from any country or time period, doesn't matter. List it down in the comments. Mine was always feudal Japanese culture. There is something about how much the Japanese valued ones honor, and how their word was their bond. It's such a stark comparison to today's culture where words are cheap, and people are difficult to trust. Back then, people cared about what they said and what they did. Also don't forget I have @lightroom presets, including the one, available for sale on @filtergrade - #photovember #photovember2021 #thoughtstoponder #makeyouthink #favorites #cultures #foreignculture #japaneseculture #samurai #honor #respect #selfvalue #valueofothers #highervalueofotherpeople #photography #architecturephotography #dallas #museumofasianart #dallastx #igtexas #orangeandteal #presetsavailable https://www.instagram.com/p/CWUmfZTsv0S/?utm_medium=tumblr
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58/365. Saturday's are for straining your brain... From taking part in a quiz night to helping run one. #QuizNights #Questions #BrainStrain #MakeYouThink https://www.instagram.com/p/CLy7nCpn78V/?igshid=bg5sa1z732on
Special Feeling.
It’s an abstract feeling. We’ve all felt it.
It’s cold, but it’s warm. The type of cold where it’s just your own body heat, your own clothes, in your own room, and that eerie silence. Despite all the photos on your wall, all the entries in your journal, and all the screens and lights. It still seems so dull. Like a sketchbook full of sketches without concepts. A canvas without lines and colors.
That feeling is like paper cuts without the sting. Blemishes without the band-aids.
A cold glass without the condensation. A light without the bloom.
A room, without personalities. A flower without it’s petals. A shower, but no showerhead.
Maybe it’s better described like this. A warmness, but it’s your own. Photos on your wall, but without the fun in them. Papercuts, with no acknowledgement. Bruises, without a wince. A glass that’s empty. A light that’s been on for so long that it’s shine no longer bothers you.
A room, without the love and care put into it. A flower, without the people to help it grow.Â
I’ve given you metaphors, but maybe I’m not hitting directly. It’s very well possible we all feel it differently, but I’m sure these next few will tap into you.
An outreached hand. An empty water bottle. An empty phone. Â
Even if you’re lucky to not experience those things, you’ll know it by these.
A person you watch your words with. A group you walk differently for. A family you ignore
problems for.Â
It’s a global feeling, and by now, you would’ve guessed what it is, or at least, what that feeling is for you.
You may want to know what this feeling is for me, and tragically, I’ll show you, by committing myself to this feeling more.
By simply not saying a damn thing.
Dear bankers, do it for the love of the economy; dear politicians, do it for the love of arguing. Who needs cash?
