Oppressed Minds Concentrate,

“A la vuelta de la esquina, la luna celestial de cada día”

It's my 1 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

I implore the great old oak, she who holds knowledge; she who holds power.

I implore the great old oak, forgive me; forgive us.

I implore the graceful cherry blossom tree, he who vigils life as death; he who makes the violence art.

I implore the graceful cherry blossom, stay with me; do not fleet from us as life does

I implore the soon barren earth, hold my hand; guide us to our fate

I implore the soon barren earth, she who mothers; she who guides

I implore the blinding sun and silent moon, they who shine; they who lead time

I implore the blinding sun and silent moon, do not stop the chime; judge us all for our greatest crime.

I implore she who holds power, he who makes art, she who mothers, they who shine.

Please forgive and be confined.

Please guide and flow time.

my friend and i were going to study a language together and wound up having to cancel our plans due to scheduling pressures, but! through research we came across a really cool resource for reading in a TON of languages: bloom library!

as you can see, it has a lot of books for languages that are usually a bit harder to find materials for—we were going to use it for kyrgyz, for example, which has over 1000 books, which was really hard to find textbook materials for otherwise. as you can see it also has books with audio options, which would be really useful for pronunciation checking. as far as i can tell, everything on the site is free as well.

‘Enduring fire burns, everlasting frost melting, the sand and earth weep’

Road stained green,

Wind carries rain’s eager drops,

Illuminated by a passing car’s main beam.

Road stained amber,

Rain hits my locks yet I hide under bus stops,

My heart grows ever damper

Road stained red,

Ceaseless rain hitting all with its cold drops,

I ask myself again, “Why did I get out of bed?”

Pourquoi?

L’univers continue a tourner, avec le vide intemporel que l’entoure depuis le début de temps. Le vide le chasse depuis toujours, et le vide le chassera jusqu’a la fin du temps, sans cesse, sans doute, sans douleur et bonheur, sans succès mais aussi sans échec.

Pourquoi univers? Pourquoi continue de lutter contre et courir de le vide inescapable et impregnable? Où est votre raison? Où est votre réalité? Pourquoi vous-allez de l’avant sans regarder en arrière? De quoi fontaine de la Jeunesse, de quoi source d’espoir, de quoi pont de paix venez-vous?

Dites-moi, non. Dites-Nous où est votre destination? Dites-Nous pourquoi vous courez du vide? Dites-moi si c’est possible de comprendre votre mission impossible, si c’est possible de vous aider dans votre quête?

Dites-moi, univers d’espoir inébranlable, pourquoi je peux jamais trouver vos réponses?

Je vous demande, si vous avez le choix entre égoïsme et préservation de la race humaine, pourquoi avez vous choisi l’option incorrecte chaque fois?

S’il-vous-plaît

Nous Abandonne Et Vivre Une Fois De Plus

If Timothy Stoker were there to witness jmart, you better believe this man is Number One Hater of it (jokingly, of course). My man is borderline homophobic the way he is constantly tearing them to shreds. Idiot man and his idiot boyfriend. He's the best man at their wedding.