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Well this is bungus. The heart is a big bungus badungus

The longer I live, the more deeply I learn that love — whether we call it friendship or family or romance — is the work of mirroring and magnifying each other’s light. Gentle work. Steadfast work. Life-saving work in those moments when life and shame and sorrow occlude our own light from our view, but there is still a clear-eyed loving person to beam it back. In our best moments, we are that person for another.

-James Baldwin

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Melancholy (1876) by Odilon Redon

Sinéad O’Connor, December 8, 1966 – July 26, 2023.

1992 photo by Jane Bown.

I wish meditation could give answers to impossible questions but it can’t

I was accidentally 15 one time and basically there’s Problems forever because of this