rabbit hole day was yesterday (the lewis carroll birthday)
(in case any of you were wondering where that random oddity of stream of consciousnes merged into the wyrdling-feed from)
Don’t let yourself be talked into going down by the wild rippling water, the wan water, the salt sea shore, the strand, the lowlands low, the Burning Thames, and any area where the grass grows green on the banks of some pool. Cliffs overlooking navigable waterways aren’t safe either.
mapping nueral connections (brain circuitry, wheee!)
it used to be some people only had portraits taken when they died.
something odd about my mental state, when i first pulled this up- i started crying when i saw the baby on the upper right. something about the care and grace taken in composing that photograph.
(that and, my heavens, the infant mortality of yesteryears! breaks my heart. the idea of having so many kids and a third of them not living to adult age....)
i've long been drawn to bits of the past. relics of the passage of time through culture and the lives of countless now anonymous ancestors of the world we have inherited.
Don’t let yourself be talked into going down by the wild rippling water, the wan water, the salt sea shore, the strand, the lowlands low, the Burning Thames, and any area where the grass grows green on the banks of some pool. Cliffs overlooking navigable waterways aren’t safe either.
mapping nueral connections (brain circuitry, wheee!)
it used to be some people only had portraits taken when they died.
something odd about my mental state, when i first pulled this up- i started crying when i saw the baby on the upper right. something about the care and grace taken in composing that photograph.
(that and, my heavens, the infant mortality of yesteryears! breaks my heart. the idea of having so many kids and a third of them not living to adult age....)
i've long been drawn to bits of the past. relics of the passage of time through culture and the lives of countless now anonymous ancestors of the world we have inherited.