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"Robert went mad in the way of saints;
beautiful and holy and wild as anything.
He grew into the cave, hands scratching
at the earth; for weeks he watched the river."
The Madness of St Robert of Knaresborough By Jay Hulme - from The Vanishing Song'
Robert went mad in the way of saints; beautiful and holy and wild as anything. He grew into the cave, hands scratching at the earth; for weeks he watched the river. When knights and kings came with riches he told them things they never wanted to hear. Centuries later he still speaks to strangers, pilgrims to a past they cannot comprehend. If they listen, Robert offers them madness in whichever form they choose. One man chose murder. Buried the body in the cave. A sacrifice, perhaps. An atrocity instead of a prayer. More choose to go mad like him. A consecrated insanity. A heart crawling among the trees, fingers splayed across the stone, grafting themselves into the rock. They call out to God in rushing words - they sound like the echoing water, as it carves away at the cliff.
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"Every single one of us, carving
a home through the dark."
The Hermit Studies Astronomy
By Jay Hulme from The Vanishing Song

 Wild man of the cave,
the locals tell stories about you.

Left alone in the darkness
you have been scratching
a home out of stone.

When the stars open up
far above, do you track
where we're going?

Every single one of us, carving
a home through the dark.
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jayhulmepoet.bsky.social
"After he retired to the cave
prayer grew in him like a forest,
sowed its seeds inside his psyche,
rewilded his heart. He didn’t
see that centuries had passed
without him."
A Saint looks up from his prayers to
discover he’s been dead for some time
For St Robert of Knaresborough
By Jay Hulme - from 'The Vanishing Song'

After he retired to the cave
prayer grew in him like a forest,
sowed its seeds inside his psyche,
rewilded his heart. He didn’t
see that centuries had passed
without him.
                              One day he
looked up, hearing requests for
intercession, and the woods were
older than expected, the riverbanks
shifted by the years —
                                              and as he
knelt before the altar in his hermit's
church, his knees disappeared below
the edges of his emptied grave.
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jayhulmepoet.bsky.social
One of the other nuns looked at them when we got back, covered in mud, hands full of bone, and was like "where have you been???" And I was like "I've been leading them into sin, Sister."
jayhulmepoet.bsky.social
Took some nuns mudlarking, then watched as they wandered around, hands filled with vertebrae and shards of bone, showing people their finds.

I'm a good influence.
bwganbuzz.bsky.social
There were so many opportunities to reach a permanent ceasefire in 2024 with hostage exchanges etc en.wikipedia.org/wiki/January...
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marmaruu.bsky.social
Hello #portfolioday !!

I’m Marwa, aka MarMar! An Illustrator, animator and Graphic designer based in Algeria 🇩🇿 💕
I love incorporating intricate details in my works, inspired by my heritage and everything Flora 🌿

Currently delving in game design

📧 [email protected]
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gengarro.bsky.social
And not just reading. Imagine how many masterpieces, how many breakthrough works that might inspire new generations to take up reading, never got written because their would-be authors need to make ends meet and writing is not a great way to do so
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susminervamdocet.bsky.social
"I am, somehow, less interested in the weight and convolutions of Einstein’s brain than in the near certainty that people of equal talent have lived and died in cotton fields and sweatshops" (Stephen Jay Gould)
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I see pieces like this a lot, often w/ a spin of lamenting cultural degeneration, but reading is a LABOR issue, it’s declined because so many people are working overtime or two jobs & employers expect after hours work. France has Earth’s highest reading rate b/c long lunch breaks & labor protections
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mysteryratedr.bsky.social
Hi #portfolioday! I'm Mystery (or Myst), a multi-facted storyboard artist from Australia!

I love dipping my toes into anything drama, action, though honestly, I like to mix the two and make people cry while watching my work ✨

mysteryanimator.wixsite.com/portfolio
📧 [email protected]
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cmonmaque.bsky.social
Man goes to doctor. Says he’s depressed.

Doctor says “great clown pagliacci is in town. Go see him. You’ll feel better”

Man says “but doctor, don’t you mean great magician clown *throws smoke bomb on floor and when it clears he is in full clown getup* PAGLIACCI!”

Doctor:
Lucille bluth saying “Pagliacci!!”
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louiestowell.bsky.social
The ancient ones performed feats of memory, as their culture required them to commit long strings of numbers to their mind palaces.
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If anyone needs me I will be in the museum, lying down next to the bog bodies.
Did people really memorize phone numbers before cell phones, or is that just a movie thing?
2? Questions
I was watching some old shows from the 90s and noticed people would just dial numbers from memory - like they'd call their friends or family without looking anything up.
Made me wonder if that was actually normal back then? Did people genuinely have all their important numbers memorized, or did most folks keep a little address book or written list nearby?
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catsuka.bsky.social
"Doraemon" anime is getting a new French dub (the third one) in an attempt to revive the series in France.
feat. Emmanuel Curtil as Doraemon (again) & Brigitte Lecordier (French voice of Son Goku) as Nobita, among others.
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silsolofsos.bsky.social
맞다
사실 처음에 그린건 이거였는데
이런걸 원하셧던건 아닐거 같아서 다시 그렷다네요 ㅋ ㅋ
#tav
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ACLU @aclu.org · 11h
The trailblazing transgender rights activist Miss Major has passed away at the age of 78.

Miss Major was a lifelong organizer and participant in the ballroom scene. She took part in the 1969 Stonewall Riots and was injured by the police — but she kept fighting.
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칼라크 캐해변천사를 느껴보세요
bwganbuzz.bsky.social
Alright the Readly app is quite good if you miss the joy of magazines
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Micah @rincewind.run · Aug 28
Discworld QOTD, from Small Gods
What have I always believed?
That on the whole, and by and large, if a man lived properly, not according to what any priests said, but according to what seemed decent and honest inside, then it would, at the end, more or less, turn out all right.
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Micah @rincewind.run · Aug 30
Discworld QOTD, from Thief of Time
Time was something that largely happened to other people; he viewed it in the same way that people on the shore viewed the sea. It was big and it was out there, and sometimes it was an invigorating thing to dip a toe into, but you couldn't live in it all the time. Besides, it always made his skin wrinkle.
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Discworld QOTD, from Men at Arms
The reason that the rich were so rich, Vimes reasoned, was because they managed to spend less money.

Take boots, for example. He earned thirty-eight dollars a month plus allowances. A really good pair of leather boots cost fifty dollars. But an affordable pair of boots, which were sort of OK for a season or two and then leaked like hell when the cardboard gave out, cost about ten dollars.

Those were the kind of boots Vimes always bought, and wore until the soles were so thin that he could tell where he was in Ankh-Morpork on a foggy night by the feel of the cobbles.

But the thing was that good boots lasted for years and years. A man who could afford fifty dollars had a pair of boots that'd still be keeping his feet dry in ten years' time, while the poor man who could only afford cheap boots would have spent a hundred dollars on boots in the same time and would still have wet feet.

This was the Captain Samuel Vimes 'Boots' theory of socioeconomic unfairness.