God this state is such a shithole.

Day 2227 #ArtKicksCovid19 "The Swan, No. 1" (1915) Hilma af Klint. Moderna Museet Stockholm. The black and white swans in this work symbolise the balance of opposites, such as male and female or spirit and physical matter. This reflects af Klint’s interest in spiritual and ancient ideas about how

ready to collect a chip and tell you about his step work

Bus typo: Help us score the gift of life, DONATE BLOOB

BLOOB FOR THE BLOOB GOD!

sound not needed at all for oddly squishy time lapse visuals

@glutelord.bsky.social is essentially giving a PhD dissertation in under two minutes on how modern incel culture is coopting a very narrow and weirdly specific gay sub-culture.

🚨New article🚨

What if the misguided construction of 'right-wing populism' has prevented us from holding the elite accountable and rejuvenate democracy?

This is what @alexyates2000.bsky.social and I explore in our new article: 'There is no such thing as ‘right-wing populism’'

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i feel bad for our country but this is tremendous content

Unusual airborne toxin detected in the U.S. for the first time Scientists searching for air pollution clues stumbled onto something unexpected: toxic MCCPs drifting through the air for the first time in the Western Hemisphere. The likely source—fertilizer made from sewage sludge—points to a hidden route for contamination.

airborne toxic event

I would like to have one day where I do not have to read or think about Donald Trump.

if you see this post something you saved because it's funny

love & art, courage & connectioun & kyndenesse,
& beautye & healinge & helpinge & joy & learninge --
and everythinge else kan go straighte to hell

Sufficient time for faith and miracles We find we cannot fit into our days; And nothing’s left at all that joyous dwells Inside the heart. The spark of spirit stays Too small for dreamburst, and all earth may prove Inadequate for art. No human is This potent all alone, and fear kills love … Love kills fear, and alone; all-potent, this. No human is inadequate for art, For dreamburst; and all earth may prove too small. The spark of spirit stays inside the heart That joyous dwells, and nothing’s left at all We cannot fit into our days. We find For faith and miracles, sufficient time.

The worm drives helically through the wood And does not know the dust left in the bore Once made the table integral and good; And suddenly the crystal hits the floor. Electrons find their paths in subtle ways, A massless eddy in a trail of smoke; The names of lovers, light of other days Perhaps you will not miss them. That's the joke. The universe winds down. That's how it's made. But memory is everything to lose; Although some of the colors have to fade, Do not believe you'll get the chance to choose. Regret, by definition, comes too late; Say what you mean. Bear witness. Iterate.

Today would've been John M. Ford's 70th birthday.

Here are his two most famous sonnets.

A crudely made sign stand of bundled bamboo held together with wire, upon which is mounted a roughly made sign of a single piece of wood, painted black, on which someone has crudely written BOOKS with an arrow pointing to the right, in a street somewhere.

When I know it's definitely a trap, but I'm going anyway.

Bunnies in a raft pull up next to a spaceship capsule, which has just splashed down and is floating in the open sea. Visible in the capsule, two bunnies wave at the ones in the boat.

Daily bunny no.3285 made it home safely

BREAKING: Following the American threat of an “Avignon Papacy,” Robert Kennedy has begun a Diet of Worms

It's a great way for indie and sel-published authors find an audience. If you can interact with readers there, they will love it. And you can usually recommend your own books whenpeople ask for recs of a certain type. Good luck!

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The Garden of Earthly Delights (detail), by Hieronymus Bosch, 1480-1505, 📸 by @alexbrandon

They just know what their readers are interested in, I think.

The Dayton Daily News is breathless in its coverage.

Disheveled bear exits cave after hibernation

Gus exited his cave this morning and we accidentally started a new religion.

When I closed on my first (and only) house, my realtor gave me a hammer.

He lies prostrate

Pope Leo when he hears JD Vance is writing a book about the Catholic faith

It just hit me like a ton of bricks

The oligarchy has extracted the equivalent of 50 years of UBI from us

Oligarchs stole our #ubi

The Elisha Whittelsey Collection, The Elisha Whittelsey Fund, 1949

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