doozer

I am a chrysalis. It is a difficult phase, melting down all that you had built around yourself to protect yourself, all the work I have done, accumulating insight and skills, until I have wrapped myself in a shell to come back to the most basic part of myself to rebuild myself into what I am meant to be: a human beautifully flawed and brimming with vitality. In some ways, I will always be in the chrysalis, always breaking down to build back parts of myself more truly me than before. Break and build. Break and build.

But, soon, so soon, I will fly. Oh, how I will fly.

Photo: Ed Binkley Art

#same eeyore same

Wake up babe new fish dropped

Finally enough to make a formidable party of brave adventurers

Me, in the summer heat, taking 2 points of fire damage every second: aeugh aeugh aeugh ough eough ough eaugh

C

by artist Miki Kim

(Variegated June Beetle)

@onenicebugperday

Gustav Klimt

Grain silos, Meade Kansas, RA Clayton

THE RED SHOES (1948) Dir. Michael Powell and Emeric Pressburger

I am seriously so proud of myself.. The way I am handling everything and continue to keep moving forward despite the heaviness in my chest. I love the progress I'm making. I love the woman who I'm becoming. I love my new beginning.

Pavel Odvody

Bewegungsstudie, 1949

sad news today. Beeftongue, slug beloved, is no more. it lived just over a year, a good long time for a Florida leatherleaf, and tasted dozens of lettuces and other delicious vegetation beyond any slug’s dreams. found under a fallen stop sign in Miami, I was honored to share some time with this awesome beast.

farewell, Beef.

Beeftongue is survived by Bupkis, who continues to stubbornly exist despite being over 2, and all of its brood

RIP Beef you were beloved by many 🖤

I'm so weird & you want me so bad.

@todaysbird