Plundered poetry (is) More divine than sacred prose Speaks languages of forgotten magic spells Becomes supine, opens like a rose Whispering incantation for a lovers yells
“Gem roast”, “Terrestrial Slices”, “Roast with Mushrooms”, and “Woolly Roast”, by Eugenia Loli.
Some traditional recipes from my home, in Epirus, Greece.
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Virgin of the Rocks ~ LdV
genderfluid! Love it.
if you’re bigender, trigender, genderfluid, demigirl, demiboy, agender, genderqueer, nonbinary, your gender is real and you’re awesome and i hope you’re having a nice day!!!!! if truscum tell you that your gender isnt real Punch them in the face
I have a confession....I love house music. ¦ ^]
~THE NAMING OF CATS by TS Eliot~ The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter, It isn’t just one of your holiday games; You may think at first I’m as mad as a hatter When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES. First of all, there’s the name that the family use daily, Such as Peter, Augustus, Alonzo or James, Such as Victor or Jonathan, George or Bill Bailey – All of them sensible everyday names. There are fancier names if you think they sound sweeter, Some for the gentlemen, some for the dames: Such as Plato, Admetus, Electra, Demeter – But all of them sensible everyday names. But I tell you, a cat needs a name that’s particular, A name that’s peculiar, and more dignified, Else how can he keep up his tail perpendicular, Or spread out his whiskers, or cherish his pride? Of names of this kind, I can give you a quorum, Such as Munkustrap, Quaxo, or Coricopat, Such as Bombalurina, or else Jellylorum- Names that never belong to more than one cat. But above and beyond there’s still one name left over, And that is the name that you never will guess; The name that no human research can discover – But THE CAT HIMSELF KNOWS, and will never confess. When you notice a cat in profound meditation, The reason, I tell you, is always the same: His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name: His ineffable effable Effanineffable Deep and inscrutable singular Name.
"As soon as you trust yourself, you will know how to live." Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe trust = faith = courage
Cat Ang
She is not “my girl.” She belongs to herself. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night. How much more blessed can I be?
Avraham Chaim, Thoughts after The Alchemist (via suchvodka)
um, i am ⭐⭐⭐~~>wow.
eye TRULY AM humbled and invigorated and very grateful. thank you for ALL.
your ❤ is the Light.
...its never really over...... A kingdom, for a kiss upon my shoulder... ~d(。ŏ__ŏ)b~
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