Chimbly
@chimbly.bsky.social
Vermont Progressive/Social-Democrat
Lover of mathematics, philosophy, the arts, my bicycle and my wife *
ANTIFA
Vegetarian since 1978
Currently having a lover’s quarrel with the world
* Not in that order
Lover of mathematics, philosophy, the arts, my bicycle and my wife *
ANTIFA
Vegetarian since 1978
Currently having a lover’s quarrel with the world
* Not in that order
Pinned
Chimbly
@chimbly.bsky.social
· 12d
Without love, this world, for me, would amount to little more than an idle curiosity. Nothing would matter without it. Everything matters because of it.
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In Kopenhagen gibt es die Vorschrift, dass alle wichtigen Radwege bei Schneefall bis spätestens 08:00 Uhr morgens geräumt sein müssen, damit die Menschen sicher mit dem Fahrrad zur Arbeit fahren können. So sieht dass dann aus❤️😀
February 9, 2026 at 9:16 AM
In Kopenhagen gibt es die Vorschrift, dass alle wichtigen Radwege bei Schneefall bis spätestens 08:00 Uhr morgens geräumt sein müssen, damit die Menschen sicher mit dem Fahrrad zur Arbeit fahren können. So sieht dass dann aus❤️😀
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February 9, 2026 at 4:08 PM
In a letter to a cousin, dated 1874, Emily Dickinson wrote, “We turn not older with years, but newer every day.”
I initially put this off as “happy spin” but I may now see what she was getting at.
We can’t “find ourselves” because the self is continuously made, not found. It’s made anew every day.
I initially put this off as “happy spin” but I may now see what she was getting at.
We can’t “find ourselves” because the self is continuously made, not found. It’s made anew every day.
February 11, 2026 at 3:18 PM
In a letter to a cousin, dated 1874, Emily Dickinson wrote, “We turn not older with years, but newer every day.”
I initially put this off as “happy spin” but I may now see what she was getting at.
We can’t “find ourselves” because the self is continuously made, not found. It’s made anew every day.
I initially put this off as “happy spin” but I may now see what she was getting at.
We can’t “find ourselves” because the self is continuously made, not found. It’s made anew every day.
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Vincenzo Sguera, 1950🖌️
February 10, 2026 at 11:29 AM
Vincenzo Sguera, 1950🖌️
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Summer morning (1890)
by Emile Claus
by Emile Claus
February 10, 2026 at 8:55 PM
Summer morning (1890)
by Emile Claus
by Emile Claus
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February 10, 2026 at 1:25 PM
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Es ist ein sonderbares Ding um den ersten Eindruck, er ist immer ein Gemisch von Wahrheit und Lüge.
▪️Goethe
▪️Goethe
February 10, 2026 at 9:20 AM
Es ist ein sonderbares Ding um den ersten Eindruck, er ist immer ein Gemisch von Wahrheit und Lüge.
▪️Goethe
▪️Goethe
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Eins meiner Lieblingsbilder...
October 30, 2024 at 4:33 PM
Eins meiner Lieblingsbilder...
I view religion not through a philosophical lens, but rather as a psychological and sociological issue.
“Gods always behave like the people who make them.”
Zora Neale Hurston
“Gods always behave like the people who make them.”
Zora Neale Hurston
The Evangelicals Who See Trump’s Viciousness as a Virtue
At the National Prayer Breakfast, the president tested his audience’s commitment to Christian ethics.
www.theatlantic.com
February 9, 2026 at 7:51 PM
I view religion not through a philosophical lens, but rather as a psychological and sociological issue.
“Gods always behave like the people who make them.”
Zora Neale Hurston
“Gods always behave like the people who make them.”
Zora Neale Hurston
Exorbitantly wealthy politicians claim their enormous wealth renders them impervious to being bought by special interests.
This isn't just wrong, it is diametrically wrong. Of all people, billionaires are uniquely/pathologically vulnerable to the lure of money. There is no "enough" for them.
This isn't just wrong, it is diametrically wrong. Of all people, billionaires are uniquely/pathologically vulnerable to the lure of money. There is no "enough" for them.
February 9, 2026 at 4:19 PM
Exorbitantly wealthy politicians claim their enormous wealth renders them impervious to being bought by special interests.
This isn't just wrong, it is diametrically wrong. Of all people, billionaires are uniquely/pathologically vulnerable to the lure of money. There is no "enough" for them.
This isn't just wrong, it is diametrically wrong. Of all people, billionaires are uniquely/pathologically vulnerable to the lure of money. There is no "enough" for them.
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“We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures.”
— Thornton Wilder
— Thornton Wilder
February 8, 2026 at 7:17 PM
“We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures.”
— Thornton Wilder
— Thornton Wilder
“Destroying a tropical rainforest for profit is like burning all the paintings of the Louvre in order to cook dinner.”
E.O. Wilson
E.O. Wilson
February 9, 2026 at 3:30 PM
“Destroying a tropical rainforest for profit is like burning all the paintings of the Louvre in order to cook dinner.”
E.O. Wilson
E.O. Wilson
February 9, 2026 at 3:06 PM
My brother attended high school school in Denmark. I remember him remarking that some of the girls there would knit whilst seated at their desks.
I know for a fact that knitting relaxes my wife and helps to put her mind at ease. How often I’ve heard, “Just a few more stitches!” as we’re leaving 😉
I know for a fact that knitting relaxes my wife and helps to put her mind at ease. How often I’ve heard, “Just a few more stitches!” as we’re leaving 😉
why is everyone knitting in copenhagen?
YouTube video by Soph Knits Daily
youtu.be
February 9, 2026 at 2:11 PM
My brother attended high school school in Denmark. I remember him remarking that some of the girls there would knit whilst seated at their desks.
I know for a fact that knitting relaxes my wife and helps to put her mind at ease. How often I’ve heard, “Just a few more stitches!” as we’re leaving 😉
I know for a fact that knitting relaxes my wife and helps to put her mind at ease. How often I’ve heard, “Just a few more stitches!” as we’re leaving 😉
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Simon Palmer.
Británico, nacido en 1956.
Dibujando sobre el ocre.
Británico, nacido en 1956.
Dibujando sobre el ocre.
February 9, 2026 at 11:41 AM
Simon Palmer.
Británico, nacido en 1956.
Dibujando sobre el ocre.
Británico, nacido en 1956.
Dibujando sobre el ocre.
My wife worried our local knitting store would would be out of red yarn. She found instead a table in the middle of the store heaped with red yarns of every variety.
“Is this for…?”
“You betcha!”
Red toques are suddenly in vogue around town.
“Is this for…?”
“You betcha!”
Red toques are suddenly in vogue around town.
February 8, 2026 at 12:47 PM
My wife worried our local knitting store would would be out of red yarn. She found instead a table in the middle of the store heaped with red yarns of every variety.
“Is this for…?”
“You betcha!”
Red toques are suddenly in vogue around town.
“Is this for…?”
“You betcha!”
Red toques are suddenly in vogue around town.
One year later…
I am more proud of my neighbors today than I ever thought possible.
I am more ashamed of my country today than I ever thought possible.
I am more proud of my neighbors today than I ever thought possible.
I am more ashamed of my country today than I ever thought possible.
February 8, 2026 at 12:21 PM
One year later…
I am more proud of my neighbors today than I ever thought possible.
I am more ashamed of my country today than I ever thought possible.
I am more proud of my neighbors today than I ever thought possible.
I am more ashamed of my country today than I ever thought possible.
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"Der Nationalsozialismus hat sich vorsichtig, in kleinen Dosen, durchgesetzt - man hat immer ein bisschen gewartet, bis das Gewissen der Welt die nächste Dosis vertrug."
-Stefan Zweig-

-Stefan Zweig-

February 2, 2026 at 3:11 PM
"Der Nationalsozialismus hat sich vorsichtig, in kleinen Dosen, durchgesetzt - man hat immer ein bisschen gewartet, bis das Gewissen der Welt die nächste Dosis vertrug."
-Stefan Zweig-

-Stefan Zweig-

By the Ukrainian artist, Ivan Didovodiuk
February 8, 2026 at 1:48 AM
By the Ukrainian artist, Ivan Didovodiuk
My mother, Clara Irene.
So often I'd waken to the muffled sound of her talking and singing quietly to herself downstairs, as she prepared breakfast. Just as I do to this day. I still hear her voice in mine. I smile some mornings, if only to see her reflected smile in the mirror.
So often I'd waken to the muffled sound of her talking and singing quietly to herself downstairs, as she prepared breakfast. Just as I do to this day. I still hear her voice in mine. I smile some mornings, if only to see her reflected smile in the mirror.
February 8, 2026 at 12:03 AM
My mother, Clara Irene.
So often I'd waken to the muffled sound of her talking and singing quietly to herself downstairs, as she prepared breakfast. Just as I do to this day. I still hear her voice in mine. I smile some mornings, if only to see her reflected smile in the mirror.
So often I'd waken to the muffled sound of her talking and singing quietly to herself downstairs, as she prepared breakfast. Just as I do to this day. I still hear her voice in mine. I smile some mornings, if only to see her reflected smile in the mirror.
"Bless me father, for my sins are insipid."
February 7, 2026 at 11:42 PM
"Bless me father, for my sins are insipid."
My default countenance.
My normal state of mind.
My normal state of mind.
February 7, 2026 at 11:32 PM
My default countenance.
My normal state of mind.
My normal state of mind.
“Self-discovery”
Only around the margins do humans find themselves on the same page.
Only around the margins do humans find themselves on the same page.
February 7, 2026 at 11:01 PM
“Self-discovery”
Only around the margins do humans find themselves on the same page.
Only around the margins do humans find themselves on the same page.
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