Is it oblivion or absorption when things pass from our minds?
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armthearmour: “Another of the skulls fused with a maille (chainmail) Coif recovered from the site of the battle of Visby, Gotland, ca. 1361. ”

armthearmour:

Another of the skulls fused with a maille (chainmail) Coif recovered from the site of the battle of Visby, Gotland, ca. 1361.

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vcz

megairea:

A grave is all too weak a thing
To hold my fancy long;
I’ll bear a blossom with the spring,
Or be a blackbird’s song,
I think that I shall fade with ease,
Melt into earth like snow,
Be food for hungry, growing trees,
Or help the lilies blow.
And if my love should lonely walk,
Quite of my nearness fain, I may come back to her, and
talk
In liquid words of rain.

Countee Cullen, from On Going

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vcz

“ I’ve been living alone so long, everything about me’s private. I’m surprised anyone’s able to understand a word I say. ”

— Kurt Vonnegut, from Mother Night; “Werner Noth’s Beautiful Blue Vase,”
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