Extremophiles. Microscopic as they are hostile. Or so I thought...

It came lurking through the dark matter. The amalgamation of the many organisms that wiped our numerous galaxies. Forged as a single horrific entity.

Its eyes pierced through me. I could see my fate.

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Although COVID has my art galllery visits. I have actually only missed one exhibition. The superb but there is a great virtual tour & the catalogue is sumptuous. Having said that, I could have done with a 3rd trip to Artemsia

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The mist was thick like my desire to venture through the jowls of Midian's most desolate obelisk. A monument to many secrets. The dreams that lie at the world's edge. What magnificence awaits me and what will become of humanity if I were ever to expose it?

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My art choices may seem to be but usually there is method in my obsession. Today it is 4 of my Russian favs They do not represent the same styles or schools. They all taught. The 1st one is me after my 2nd vaccination jag 😜

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Random emotions
subtext of happiness sought
Event horizon


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The Scottish Diaspora was just history until I began work on my family tree. In 1884 my 3 x great grandfather moved to USA. He said to his eldest daughter. If not, she would not have married my 2 x great granddad & then where would I be? In Kansas Toto!!

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The flutters before everything falls to the pit of your stomach isn't always bad. I learned that when I giggled over dumplings & you'd looked at...#LilLuvStory 1/3

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Poor girl’s
Tummy grumbles
For no food it holds

She got
Deep in the woods
Searching rabbit holes

Stumbles on a tasty pig
Who’s nervous
Truth be told

But Alice
Doesn’t eat him
For fear she’ll get too swole

And fitting down
A rabbit hole
Is only hope
She holds

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‘Ivan the Terrible Killing His Son’ depicts one of the biggest historical He has killed his son in a fit of rage. His face depicts horror as it dawns on him that the new heir does not have the capacity cannot rule. Oops, there goes his ‘legacy’

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When the eternal winter struck, we long thought human civilization was alone. Destined to freeze. We then came across one of the old gods. An overlord of a galaxy beyond. Who granted us the first light our people have seen in 100 years.

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Rivers in my veins
and oceans in my heart,
a jackdaw's curiosity
tickled to the stars,
no endeavours
are pointless
though unkempt
they may be,
a love beyond time
marked to receive.
NOM NOM.

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Solar
Unification-
Natural
Saturation-
Howling
Infinite
New
Energy-

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I AM💕

... guided by a divine light of mine—
fierce & full of I strike while
the iron is hot like a binge watching to beget what is not. O the sweetness of every escapade is like & dancing—amidst a moonlit serenade.✍🏽#Vss365

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is a silent scent roving in me
making my soul worship
at the sky and ground at once
having altar's place the sea
and the sunshine itself, —
enough you to recognize me
and fairly to rediscover you


©♡❀
https://t.co/CGuB8KRSKV
She's like a Rainbow 🎨 Vassilios Antonakos

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[❤ Is It Love ? Colin - Héroïne S1vsS2 🐈]
Ces dernier jours, j'ai vu des coms regrettant le visuel de base de MC, affirmant qu'elle n'est plus la même...sans parler de sa nouvelle coupe de cheveux. Voici une comparaison qui invalide, selon moi, cette idée 🥰
mes

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I followed the stench of blood through the fog when I came upon 3 giants known as the order of the black wizards approached me. Offering me a deal in exchange for a cosmic blessing. What did this mean? I don't know. Their grins through their mantles said all that mattered.#vss365

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So many people that ’s is the most beautiful painting. I am not convinced that is the most beautiful painting by His & get my vote. Great PR Louvre - time to get her face wiped

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Immutable irony
of fiery wisdom
that roars aloft
Wings beating
in flight
Believing
in this perfect
shelter of love

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sentiment
carries
my
memory,
when hearts
sang & danced
til dawn,
as
stars
called out to
twilight & brought
me safely
home,
to

& thank
the moon,
one final good-night...

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Dark smouldering fantasy
Or hot wishful
Everything he wanted
Nothing as she seemed

Smokey nightclub dens
Whiskey sours on tap
The city lures the wicked
& innocents fall in the trap

As a fly beguiled
Unable to resist
Mesmerised....
He’d not be missed


📸R Leech

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