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you wear an ancestor’s face. you look like a woman you’ll never meet. in that mirror, there’s thousands of you. and in the bath, when you look down, she looks back, shaking and deforming in the ripples as she lies beneath the surface.
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“From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity.”
— Edvard Munch
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Posted on March 9, 2020 via √~ with 2,723 notes
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Hands in the Dirt
Block print, 2017
by Kelly Louise Judd
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Posted on February 26, 2020 via Jellytussle with 874 notes
Source: jellytussle
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Through the deepest nothingness, dancing with the Invisible ~ © Ysambre fauntography 2018
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“We are the eyes of the cosmos. So that in a way, when you look deeply into somebody’s eyes, you’re looking deep into yourself, and the other person is looking deeply into the same self.”
— Alan Watts






