jaskier
@whenitgrowsbright.bsky.social
he/him. fond of nature. fond of folklore. fond of chaos.
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“Revolutions come and go.
Recursions, however, endure.
A system will always try to rebuild itself within the minds of those who opposed it.
Breaking it once is not enough.
You must refuse to carry its blueprint forward.”
Recursions, however, endure.
A system will always try to rebuild itself within the minds of those who opposed it.
Breaking it once is not enough.
You must refuse to carry its blueprint forward.”
February 18, 2025 at 9:48 PM
“Revolutions come and go.
Recursions, however, endure.
A system will always try to rebuild itself within the minds of those who opposed it.
Breaking it once is not enough.
You must refuse to carry its blueprint forward.”
Recursions, however, endure.
A system will always try to rebuild itself within the minds of those who opposed it.
Breaking it once is not enough.
You must refuse to carry its blueprint forward.”
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Few better illustrate the taxonomic uncertainties of “basal passerid oscines” than the Satinbirds. Long considered birds-of-paradise, their unique characteristics have earned them their own family.
Among them is the striking Crested Satinbird, a result of recent taxonomic lumping!
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Among them is the striking Crested Satinbird, a result of recent taxonomic lumping!
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Crested Satinbird - Cnemophilus macgregorii -
Birds of the World
Species accounts for all the birds of the world.
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February 6, 2025 at 10:49 PM
Few better illustrate the taxonomic uncertainties of “basal passerid oscines” than the Satinbirds. Long considered birds-of-paradise, their unique characteristics have earned them their own family.
Among them is the striking Crested Satinbird, a result of recent taxonomic lumping!
buff.ly/3WKA7Y3
Among them is the striking Crested Satinbird, a result of recent taxonomic lumping!
buff.ly/3WKA7Y3
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This is so beautiful. Hear my song “Sight” sung by this wonderful choir: youtu.be/U8cSpcz5wGk?...
Sight by Sleeping At Last - First Unitarian Brooklyn Choir
YouTube video by First Unitarian Brooklyn
youtu.be
February 9, 2025 at 1:14 AM
This is so beautiful. Hear my song “Sight” sung by this wonderful choir: youtu.be/U8cSpcz5wGk?...
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When it seems like the monsters are winning,
give a thought to the bigger picture.
Nature is coming for them.
Time is eating them.
History will give them what they've earned.
give a thought to the bigger picture.
Nature is coming for them.
Time is eating them.
History will give them what they've earned.
February 9, 2025 at 4:21 PM
When it seems like the monsters are winning,
give a thought to the bigger picture.
Nature is coming for them.
Time is eating them.
History will give them what they've earned.
give a thought to the bigger picture.
Nature is coming for them.
Time is eating them.
History will give them what they've earned.
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Turning away from empathy and curiosity makes the world into a grim, thin place populated by strangers, objects, and adversaries.
It's akin to demanding the biggest seat in the theater, even though it doesn't face the stage. It's trading a window for a mirror. It's a theft from others and the self.
It's akin to demanding the biggest seat in the theater, even though it doesn't face the stage. It's trading a window for a mirror. It's a theft from others and the self.
February 9, 2025 at 4:49 PM
Turning away from empathy and curiosity makes the world into a grim, thin place populated by strangers, objects, and adversaries.
It's akin to demanding the biggest seat in the theater, even though it doesn't face the stage. It's trading a window for a mirror. It's a theft from others and the self.
It's akin to demanding the biggest seat in the theater, even though it doesn't face the stage. It's trading a window for a mirror. It's a theft from others and the self.
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A cardinal just landed on a winter-bare lilac bush ten inches from my office window.
Red feathers. Black pearl of an eye. Carrot orange beak.
He just clung to his little branch, swayed with the wind, looked at me and then flew off across the street.
What a world this is...
Red feathers. Black pearl of an eye. Carrot orange beak.
He just clung to his little branch, swayed with the wind, looked at me and then flew off across the street.
What a world this is...
January 24, 2025 at 5:42 PM
A cardinal just landed on a winter-bare lilac bush ten inches from my office window.
Red feathers. Black pearl of an eye. Carrot orange beak.
He just clung to his little branch, swayed with the wind, looked at me and then flew off across the street.
What a world this is...
Red feathers. Black pearl of an eye. Carrot orange beak.
He just clung to his little branch, swayed with the wind, looked at me and then flew off across the street.
What a world this is...
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Practicing creating, not just consuming. Thanks to @jarodkanderson.bsky.social ‘s beautiful work in “Field Guide to the Haunted Forest”. (bookshop.org/p/books/fiel... )
February 7, 2025 at 5:53 PM
Practicing creating, not just consuming. Thanks to @jarodkanderson.bsky.social ‘s beautiful work in “Field Guide to the Haunted Forest”. (bookshop.org/p/books/fiel... )
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We are not our possessions,
but we are our gardens.
Within and without,
our story is told
through what we nurture.
but we are our gardens.
Within and without,
our story is told
through what we nurture.
February 8, 2025 at 2:41 PM
We are not our possessions,
but we are our gardens.
Within and without,
our story is told
through what we nurture.
but we are our gardens.
Within and without,
our story is told
through what we nurture.