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Composition From 4 Captures From The Geminid Meteor Shower 2020

Composition From 4 Captures From The Geminid Meteor Shower 2020

Composition from 4 captures from the geminid meteor shower 2020

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4 years ago
Blue Fog/Tristesse County.
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Blue Fog/Tristesse County.
Blue Fog/Tristesse County.
Blue Fog/Tristesse County.
Blue Fog/Tristesse County.

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the fact elon mask genuinely might ruin the night sky for everyone makes me wanna sharpen my shovel and get to work

4 years ago

“People who have recently lost someone have a certain look, recognizable maybe only to those who have seen that look on their own faces. I have noticed it on my face and I notice it now on others. The look is one of extreme vulnerability, nakedness, openness. It is the look of someone who walks from the ophthalmologist’s office into the bright daylight with dilated eyes, or of someone who wears glasses and is suddenly made to take them off. These people who have lost someone look naked because they think themselves invisible. I myself felt invisible for a period of time, incorporeal. I seemed to have crossed one of those legendary rivers that divide the living from the dead, entered a place in which I could be seen only by those who were themselves recently bereaved. I understood for the first time the power in the image of the rivers, the Styx, the Lethe, the cloaked ferryman with his pole. I understood for the first time the meaning in the practice of suttee. Widows did not throw themselves on the burning raft out of grief. The burning raft was instead an accurate representation of the place to which their grief (not their families, not the community, not custom, their grief) had taken them.””

— Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking (p. 74-5)

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