MuadDib

BrUtaL TrUtH I concur

A lot of the great old emesh devices have been discontinued or banned. I was so close to getting one, but missed the window. I engineered my own, but it looks pretty janky. It wouldn't look professional for a formal retreat, but it works. I also had success with a variable temp heat gun and a foot pedal switch (bought at a hardware store) with a standard "dmt machine" type vape. I used a laser thermometer to calibrate the heat gun to my desired temperature, then left it at that setting, making it impossible to burn the chemicals, as with an open flame, but still very effective at vaporising them. The foot pedal switch automatically turns the gun off once you kick back and leave Earth, reducing the risk of burning yourself or your surroundings. Again it works, but might need some aesthetic work to make it suitable for paying customers.

saai

Mourning. She settled upon me as dew in the early morning fields of tenderness. My world shifted an inch as she raised her head, the fluttering of her lashes rousing birds warmly nested within. Her glance pierced me as the golden rays of dawn beckoned all that was natural to summon itself from dreary slumber. Her fingers twinkled in the dewdrop's delicate retreat from the impressions they imparted. Sparrows stretched their wings and quickly leapt downward, with a soft fearlessness. She drew me out and folded me away. My heart mourns. It mourns the loss of late-night driving and walking with you hand in hand, Out into the wide yonder of foreverywhere, where dreams are birthed and all that is false goes to die. It mourns lazy afternoons with you, tucked away in a mundane corner of the world, Etching out something of such little and profound consequence, Before eating a meal together, watching a film together, and then falling asleep together, back into foreverywhere. In here. Where a knotted pulse unwinds and the soul finds reprieve from all its transgressions. Wounded teardrops falling like rain to nourish newborn dreaming. Pain pours out of me as I sink into peaceful loving.

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Blue to Orange

TAWD

RSD Sokka

An honest days work

"Consider the lilies how they grow: they toil not, they spin not; and yet I say unto you, that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these." "Nature doesn't hurry, yet everything is accomplished"

The USA is a social construction

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This is my rifle

Right Fragility

Sometimes feelings can care about facts:

https://www.actualized.org/insights/amazing-5-legged-robot Reminds me of a high quality documentary I watched as a kid.

White fragility