Fall in the age of climate change

The bottom drops out.

And the obverse applies to Spring.

The unit of exchange

Fuck modernity

Frankfurt school trolling

Sadness is like a shadow

This sadness is like a shadow cast over me.
Its dark and cold umbra is a shroud that I cannot shake.
I take actions, hoping to outstep its cold, dark grasp.
But try as I may this shadow is never far away.

Midnight

"It was a shock to me to turn from the wonderful smoky beauty of sunset over London, with its lurid lights and inky shadows and all the marvelous tints that come on foul clouds even as on foul water, and to realize all the grim sternness of my own cold stone building with its wealth of breathing misery, and my own desolate heart to endure it all." (p. 153)

From Dr. Seward's Diary in Bram Stoker's Dracula

beauty

Beauty is askew of geometry.