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𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒂, 𝒗𝒊𝒕𝒂 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒔

a flock of sheep, ireland

I don't wanna another night. Trying find another you, another rock bottom. I don't wanna wear another mini dress. To impress, a potential problem. I don't wanna spend the night at someone's place. And fill the space that you used to walk in. I don't wanna know the number in my phone. To wanna hold at three in the morning.

Elaine Feinstein, from Collected Poems and Translations; “Muse for E. T.,”

This is no Westeros. On April 8, 2019, the Landsat 8 satellite acquired a scene of contrasts in Russia: a fire surrounded by ice.

Between chunks of frozen land and lakes in the Magadan Oblast district of Siberia, a fire burned and billowed smoke plumes that were visible from space.

Not much is known about the cause of the fire, east of the town of Evensk. Forest fires are common in this heavily forested region, and the season usually starts in April or May. Farmers also burn old crops to clear fields and replenish the soil with nutrients, also known as ‘slash and burn agriculture’; such fires occasionally burn out of control. Land cover maps, however, show that this fire region is mainly comprised of shrublands, not croplands.

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dont ask me what tf im talking about. i dont know ok? im just the vessel. the message has been gifted. i‘ve moved on

if you can’t convince them, confuse them.

Li-Young Lee, from “The Hour and What Is Dead”, The City In Which I Love You