As far as animals to be afraid of, deer rank pretty low. From afar, a deer is harmless certainly. Docile, wide eyes, silent staring before they bound away. But if you’ve ever been up close, that likely means you’ve found one trapped. Wounded maybe. Only then will you realize what fear does to a prey animal. If you wander too near, the acrid smell of desperation and deadly will to live is pungent in each flare of its nostrils. Then all of a sudden that deer seems much bigger, and fiercer, and you really ought to back away, but your brain works slower than its instincts, and you’re about to discover that hooves are like rocks and like knives, and those legs are longer and your head is closer than you would ever like. And for a split second, you, apex predator, will understand prey-fear.
Here they come into my perfect castle, eating up the walls of clay. Digging into it with teeth and muscle, making holes with sharpened nails. The dark night predators in shiny armor are coming deep inside of me. And now they're stealing all my power, taking everything I have to give. But it's their eyes that's magnetizing and their voices hypnotizing, I don't dare to wake up from this perfect nightmare
written by sadeast
Well that is my belief, so thank you for creating something so touching ❤️
"That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet." - Emily Dickinon - Not my belief honestly but it worked for the picture lol.
The world may be in crisis, but the mulberries are ripe, and they taste just as good as ever.
The world may be in crisis, but the fireflies came out at dusk yesterday. And they will come out again tonight, and tomorrow, too.
The world may be in crisis. But today a breeze stirred my hair and cooled my face, and it eased the heat of the summer sun and I took a deep breath and I breathed.
The world may be in crisis, but a stranger smiled at me, and a dog found a good home, and a toddler told his baby sister he loved her.
The world may be in crisis, but the world still holds people who are working to heal it.
The world may be in crisis, but there is still a world. And the world contains us, the world contains love, the world contains beauty. And the mulberries are ripe.
There is still a world.
flush // april 13 2023
There are soft things in the world my child;
petals to soothe your thorn-scratched hands.
Warm houses, while the wind whips wild,
and friends who leap at your command.
enjoy my dog painting…
Where I'm From, George Ella Lyon