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Sad thoughts are such fun. No really they are. Especially thoughts of death.
Why else would one be a goth? Or watch autopsies on TV? Or fetishize Heath Ledger's Joker?
Death absolves us of responsibility. Death stops the pain. Death is the comforter.
I have four little pots of bubble mixture lined up on my work station. Bubbles are symbols of mortality.
Poussin's Dance To The Music of Time is a 17th century Vanitas painting. It's all about the brevity of human life and the vanity of human wishes. The dancers represent the seasons- whirling round so fast. And check out the miserable little kid in the bottom left hand corner with the bubble pipe.
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My pots of bubble mixture were handed out at weddings. They're in the shape of a three-tiered wedding cake with a heart on top. Ha!
If I'm feeling discouraged I take time out to blow bubbles. It never fails to cheer me up.
Why else would one be a goth? Or watch autopsies on TV? Or fetishize Heath Ledger's Joker?
Death absolves us of responsibility. Death stops the pain. Death is the comforter.
I have four little pots of bubble mixture lined up on my work station. Bubbles are symbols of mortality.
Poussin's Dance To The Music of Time is a 17th century Vanitas painting. It's all about the brevity of human life and the vanity of human wishes. The dancers represent the seasons- whirling round so fast. And check out the miserable little kid in the bottom left hand corner with the bubble pipe.
. My pots of bubble mixture were handed out at weddings. They're in the shape of a three-tiered wedding cake with a heart on top. Ha!
If I'm feeling discouraged I take time out to blow bubbles. It never fails to cheer me up.
