“I confess I do not believe in time. I like to fold my magic carpet, after use, in such a way as to superimpose one part of the pattern upon another. Let visitors trip. And the highest enjoyment of timelessness―in a landscape selected at random―is when I stand among rare butterflies and their food plants.- nabokov
Tuesday, December 10, 2019
myth of ur
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🕷לא נשכח!,
and I feel fine,
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dystopia,
free thought,
Free your mind,
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generousity,
it's the end of the world as we know it,
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the world as we know it,
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