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Pauline (liberator of limited skies)
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Actual (blue) sky lover.
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My favorite stories are those in which the author makes themself known as the narrator of the story. As the one who wrote the book. As the one without whom we would never have known this particular progression of words and sentences...

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My favorite stories are those in which the author makes themself known as the narrator of the story. As the one who wrote the book. As the one without whom we would never have known this particular pr...
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December 6, 2025 at 7:46 AM
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Everything we encounter in our lives is meant to be a lesson, and every lesson makes us grow. Whether we see the lesson as medicine or, instead, as poison varies from person to person. The lesson is there and everyone has the choice to do something with it…or not.

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Everything we encounter in our lives — the good, the bad & the ugly — is meant to be a lesson, and every lesson makes us grow. Whether we see the lesson as medicine or, instead, as poison varies from ...
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December 5, 2025 at 6:58 AM
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New year (not quite), new note (not exactly). Nevertheless: ✨enjoy! ✨

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There is something so universally connecting about storytelling. It is not just about being drawn into a compelling story, activating one’s imagination, and being lured into another realm. There is a ...
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December 4, 2025 at 7:28 AM
paulinesky.bsky.social
Days feel dazzling,
life seems fleeting,
time punctures holes
in whatever ideas
are floating.

Consistency is found
in one main thing:
An eternal walk
towards sunrise…

#poetry
#morninglight
#sunrise
A winding forest path with leaf covered tree branches overhanging. The midday sun visible by rays that slice through to the ground.
October 18, 2025 at 7:42 AM
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weisheiten.bsky.social
'Your visions will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.'

Carl Gustav Jung

#wisdom #philosophy #psychology #spirituality #poetry #ai #aiart #art #surrealism #psychedelic #dream

inspirational quotes with surreal, fantastic landscapes
April 8, 2025 at 5:05 AM
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asummerghost.bsky.social
I am made of flowers, the kind that always grows back even after the frost.

- Sabrina Laura
March 19, 2025 at 7:26 AM
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I will choose the flowers
for my bouquet
colours that I love
Fragrants of peace
I will not carry wilted blooms
or shades of doom
I am Spring
and I start
anew

#Poetry
🎨 Paula McGinnis
March 18, 2025 at 12:34 PM
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#imbolcblessings
Close up of purple crocuses, among bright green blades of grass, touched by the February 1st sun
February 1, 2025 at 2:47 PM
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weisheiten.bsky.social
'The secret of happiness, you see, is not found in seeking more, but in developing the capacity to enjoy less.'

Socrates

#wisdom #philosophy #psychology #spirituality #poetry #ai #aiart #art #surrealism #psychedelic #dream

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January 23, 2025 at 6:48 PM
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the door of the world stood open—
i readied myself

—Jenny George

#poem #poems #poetry
As a Daffodil I broke my paper clothes. I used the cold and made a vacancy: a breathing out. The door of the world stood open. I readied Myself.
January 22, 2025 at 11:17 PM
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The shadow
of my soul
wants to sabotage
every good thing
in my life
it's always waiting
to throw me
under the bus
just when
I need saving.

My shadow
does not
love me like
my light does
it loves projecting
the most disgusting
unbearable
unspeakable
things about me
on to you.

#blueskyrelay #shadow
January 15, 2025 at 8:09 PM
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weisheiten.bsky.social
'Art is the proper task of life.'

Friedrich Nietzsche

#wisdom #philosophy #psychology #spirituality #poetry #ai #aiart #art #surrealism #psychedelic #dream

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January 14, 2025 at 12:55 AM
paulinesky.bsky.social
When the sand
becomes the ocean,
with hailstones
forming a sea,
and grass edges
shaping the waves.

When clouds still
loom over it all,
whether sand,
or sea,
or something in between.

#poem
#poetry
January 9, 2025 at 2:38 PM
paulinesky.bsky.social
To float on a body
of water,
with wings
that will carry me.

Anywhere.

#poem
#poetry
#wingsonwords
December 27, 2024 at 8:01 AM
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angebelle.bsky.social

when I'm alone,
loneliness does not
consume me
his ghost keeps me
company in the dark

isolation and seclusion
give my imagination
wings to fly beyond
universal boundaries,
liberating my mind
from societal chains
allowing my soul to
breathe

#sensewrds 16
#solitude
#poetry
December 27, 2024 at 1:29 AM
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Do you think you're sitting still right now?

- You're on a planet that orbitis a star at 30km/s

- That star is orbiting the center of a galaxy at 230km/s

- That galaxy is moving trough the universe at 600km/s.

Since you started reading this, you have traveled about 3000km.
December 26, 2024 at 7:02 PM
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drphysics555.bsky.social
There was nothing left
She looked at her empty hands
Would they be enough

#haiku
December 27, 2024 at 6:08 AM
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these four square walls
in early morning silence
try to hold my dreams
but through this device
they reach out beyond
over extensive oceans
through deserted valleys
along ancient riverbeds
until they reach your door
#insomnia #words #poem
December 6, 2024 at 4:46 AM
paulinesky.bsky.social
As the sky
darkens,
and the rain
drips,
the forest
beckons
to go
within.

#poem
#forestwalk
November 27, 2024 at 12:14 PM
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weisheiten.bsky.social
'Society is an abstraction. Abstraction is not a reality. What is reality is relationship. The relationship between human beings has created what we call society.'

Jiddu Krishnamurti

#wisdom #philosophy #psychology #spirituality #poetry #ai #aiart #art #surrealism #psychedelic #dream

inspirational quotes with surreal, fantastic landscapes
November 26, 2024 at 5:08 AM
paulinesky.bsky.social
That sound of fresh snow crunching as I walk it…

*sigh*

#snowwalk
#forestinsnow
Half a circle of snow covered pine trees, ranging from short in the front to taller in the back, against the background of a early morning sunlit-sky Close up of a pine tree youngster, with its few branches covered in snow. In the back, the morning sun paints a yellow sky Morning sun shines through the trees of a snow covered forest
November 25, 2024 at 5:39 AM
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mathjones.bsky.social
Oh, the intimacy of looking back over another one's timeline.

You'd almost think you might ask permission,

Or be worried they'd spy you through a garden window.

While hoping that really they'd be pleased.
November 14, 2024 at 5:09 AM
paulinesky.bsky.social
Chasing the light,
aiming to catch a beam
that’s just right

#poetry
#photography
#fungiinfall
Fungi close-up: surrounded by pine needles, bathing in autumn’s afternoon sunlight, glistening on top with a mini puddle of water Fungi close-up: due to the lighting, the mushroom-with-puddle-on-top seems almost pink. It’s actually purple/brownish. Surrounded by stacks of pine needles, blessed with autumnal sunlight Fungi in the forest, surrounded by fallen leaves and pine needles, the afternoon sun peeking through the distant trees
November 12, 2024 at 3:28 PM
paulinesky.bsky.social
between the mosses
of my misty morning mind
I slowly go mad

#haiku #poem
November 9, 2024 at 8:44 AM
paulinesky.bsky.social
Imagine trying to paint these images on canvas as they did in the 17th century. The effort!

But the satisfaction, though. When resembling reality even remotely…

#randomthoughts
View of a blue/yellowish morning sky through the edges of pine tree branches. Visible clouds are tinted in both pink and dark grey — depending on the angle of the rising sun. Early morning grasslands and meadows are covered in a distant mist. The dispersed clouds in the blue sky above it are edged by the pink/purplish hue of the sky’s color at the horizon’s height.
September 14, 2024 at 7:30 AM