only just begun reading just kids (patti smith, 2010), however these first few words already bring you to mind: "The swan became one with the sky. I struggled to find words to describe my own sense of it. Swan, I repeated, not entirely satisfied, and I felt a twinge, a curious yearning, imperceptible to passersby, my mother, the trees, or the clouds."
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angelregister
1 week ago
hold it breifly... filegarden logged me out and I had to improvise but apparently it is impossible to
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angelregister
1 week ago
I can't help it! I love neocities comment meta so much! More tidbits with less chance of survival! The point: I figure this isn't more eloquently put than any other commentary on 'shoft your defaults for inclusion', but it's fun to think how the idea of an american disgusting school lunch is a joke that I know to be funny without ever having the chance to decide for myself. I urge:
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(cont.) to reconsider your defaults not on a family-to-family basis, but on a mindblowing ads-school-roads-parks basis. and you dont even have to force yourself to think about the sahara for the first time since youve read a kids science book, I mean a Europe over. They go to the park in Europe too and yet the trees are different even if everybody knows that an American School Lunch is bad. It's wild!
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angelregister
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I quite like watching the activity tab go up when I add something. Selfishly, I like to imagine at least 1 individual has gotten a thing out of this very very fake and poorly worded endeavor. It soothes me briefly before I'm struck with the idea that I'm assuming wrong. I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I -17
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I was churning words since this early morning and in fear of sounding purple I'll lay it as it is: "Bring you to mind" is a beautiful thing to tell someone and a really, really warm thing to wake up to. Thank You in large capital bolded, thank you with sprinkles and berry of your choice on top... I really do understand why you did, in my own way. +++
In some online post (unsaved from irrelevant fear) I read "I see things but I do not recognize them". If I were to be so full of myself I would claim that there really is a guttoral recognition, then a failure of language, I really do get it, Thank You in cursive, as strong as ever. And if we were to go about sharing what has been brought, I raise you 'Temptation' by Nina Cassian. I'll send you the translation, wait
https://file.garden/aDuNwoswCxoG0VeF/IMG_3443.jpeg Here! Had to fight my phone for it. "...and your shoulder blades will ache for want of wings."
angelregister -> wonderful, beautiful... a waterfowl monday... this poem aligns well with my very own recent thoughts of humid, hungry jungle animals.