Johann Georg Leinberger, 1729 - 1731.
Death blowing bubbles.
Every time I read/view this, I laugh.
Skeletor Affirmations (by ghoulnextdoor)
"WE IMPROVE OURSELVES BY VICTORIES OVER OURSELVES. THERE MUST BE CONTESTS, AND WE MUST WIN."
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Maybe possibly completely in love with this song.
I make playlists as a form of meditation
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My son and I have been watching old episodes of Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood lately. It’s much easier than I realized to get engrossed in the land of make-believe and film […]
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There I was, trying to get a few things done at my mom’s dining room table, when Melvin arrived to pick up my great-grandmother’s couch. It will be refinished by […]
I like faith. Religion is full of thistles and barbs and egos making strange decisions in the name of morality. It’s full of rules and politics that seem arbitrary; a […]
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Posted on August 23, 2011 | 1 CommentWe listened to a sleep meditation recording as he fell asleep last night, hanging on to me like driftwood. As the faintest snores began to come out of him, I […]
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