New idea: anarchism in the form of tree planting

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Theres more character, more of a story, in a mess than in cleanliness

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toska [tohs-kah]”

(noun) An untranslatable, Russian word – Vladimir Nabokov describes it best: “No single word in English renders all the shades of toska. At its deepest and most painful, it is a sensation of great spiritual anguish, often without any specific cause. At less morbid levels it is a dull ache of the soul, a longing with nothing to long for, a sick pining, a vague restlessness, mental throes, yearning. In particular cases it may be the desire for somebody or something specific, nostalgia, love-sickness. At the lowest level it grades into ennui, boredom.”  (via les-espaces-et-les-sentiments)

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Imagine if everything in the ocean adapted to live in space

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