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"All the things that used to make me think I was a legitimate human being are now like a wagonload of dead skin I am carting around."

"a deer
crying in the rain
then heard no more"

--Buson via @bashosociety

たまゆら.

"As we traverse the icy Alps with lights in the night that we should not be frightened by the abysses and the long journey: so fate surrounds us with night and only hands us torches for the next part of the way that we should not be distressed at the crevices of the future and the distance of our destination." --Jean Paul: A Reader ed. T J Casey (1992)

Druid festival at Stonehenge, 1815.