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1998l These stars in my hair running like a waterfall lKHJ

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1998l These stars in my hair running like a waterfall lKHJ

               ╱╲╱  ˓ ᚼ˒ ℙeople call me a philosopher or a scientist or an anthropologist.
               I am none of those things. I am an anamnesiologist. I study what has been
               forgotten. I divine what has disappeared utterly. I work with absences, with     ꧁ youtu.be/qsyRhKxrscI
               silences, with curious gaps between things. I a m really more of a magician            ♡♡♡
               than anything else.  [̣Ṣụṣạṇṇạ ̣C̣ḷạṛḳẹ,̣ ̣❛P̣ịṛạṇẹṣị❜]̣   ╱╲╱   |❟♡ :ℭʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ ᵎ
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づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ   ˓ᶨ27.04˒ | If he wrote it he could get rid of it. He had; gotten rid of many things by writing them. But it was still too early for that.
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ  ˓ᶨ27.04˒ | If he wrote it he could get rid of it. He had
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ   ˓ᶨ28.04˒ | There is only one law, both in your personal; and social life: if you want to improve your soul, you should be ready to sacrifice it.
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ   ˓ᶨ28.04˒ | There is only one law, both in your personal
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ   ˓ᶨ29.04˒ | The lover of nature is he whose inward and; outward senses are still truly adjusted to each other; who has retained the spirit of infancy into the era of manhood. His intercourse with heaven and earth, becomes part of his daily food.
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ  ˓ᶨ29.04˒ | The lover of nature is he whose inward and
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ  ˓ᶨ30.04˒ | He was simply someone who floated through; our lives and didn`t seem to care how flatly he perceived everyone or that he`d shared our secret failures with the world, showcasing the youthful indifference, glamorizing the horror of it all.
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ  ˓ᶨ30.04˒ | He was simply someone who floated through
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ  ˓ᶨ01.05˒ | People imagine that missing a loved one works; kind of like missing cigarettes. The first day is really hard but the next day is less hard. But instead it`s like missing water. Every day, you notice the person`s absence more.
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ  ˓ᶨ01.05˒ | People imagine that missing a loved one works
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ  ˓ᶨ02.05˒ | A little rain is nothing compared to the storm I; grew up in. However, I never felt the urge to turn against my own self.
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ  ˓ᶨ02.05˒ | A little rain is nothing compared to the storm I
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ  ˓ᶨ03.05˒ | Have you ever just looked at someone while; they`re doing something small like driving or laughing and just smile because you like them so much.
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ  ˓ᶨ03.05˒ | Have you ever just looked at someone while
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ  ˓ᶨ04.05˒ | You believed in the false story of your; unworthiness for so long. It`s time to try a new way of being, living and believing.
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ  ˓ᶨ04.05˒ | You believed in the false story of your
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ  ˓ᶨ05.05˒ | Why complicate life? Missing somebody? - Call.; Wanna meet up? - Invite. Wanna be understood? - Explain. Have questions? - Ask. Like something? - State it. Love someone? - Tell it. We just have one life. Keep it simple.
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ  ˓ᶨ05.05˒ | Why complicate life? Missing somebody? - Call.
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ  ˓ᶨ06.05˒ | April advanced to May. Bright, serene May it; was; days of blue sky, placid sunshine. Ah, month of May, never leave me again!
I trust this sweet May morning —
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ  ˓ᶨ06.05˒ | April advanced to May. Bright, serene May it
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ  ˓ᶨ07.05˒ | When I`m having a bad day I like to imagine; myself as the main character of a fantasy novel and main characters always go through a shit load of tragedy but still manage to stay hot and it makes me feel a lot better.
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ  ˓ᶨ07.05˒ | When I`m having a bad day I like to imagine
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ  ˓ᶨ08.05˒ | I loved to sleep with the window open. Rainy; nights were the best of all: I would open the window and put my head on the pillow and close my eyes and feel the wind on my face and listen to the trees sway and creak.
づ Ḳịṃℋọṇg̣j̣ọọṇg̣❜ṣ ḍịạṛỵ  ˓ᶨ08.05˒ | I loved to sleep with the window open. Rainy

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