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In unserem Dunkel: nicht 𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘯 Platz hat die Schönheit darin. Der ganze Platz ist ihr, der Schönheit, zugedacht. René Char _ Hypnos

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井川奎(Ikawa kei) @ikawakei.bsky.social · 8h
One full-blooming rose, a symbol of maturity, I entrust my feelings to its petals. Wrapped in its fragrance, I rise and come to you, with a vow— please, accept my heart. #Poem #FreeVerse
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Faded Romantic @afadedromantic.bsky.social · 14h
When your day touches mine even in the quietest most insignificant way I am lifted
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Ellen-Sabine.art2 @samueart2-ellen.bsky.social · 22h
Die wahre Großzügigkeit der Zukunft gegenüber besteht darin, in der Gegenwart alles zu geben. Albert Camus Französischer Schriftsteller, Philosoph und Nobelpreisträger für Literatur (1957) 1913 - 1960
Frau im Licht; mypainting; myart

Die wahre Großzügigkeit der Zukunft gegenüber besteht darin, in der Gegenwart alles zu geben.

Albert Camus
Französischer Schriftsteller, Philosoph und Nobelpreisträger für Literatur (1957)
1913 - 1960
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🌹🤍 And if I have learned nothing else, it is to listen and to love: everyone. A humanitarian, faith in man's potential for good. And a compassion for his weakness, his so-called original sins. World compounded of dualities, and man the compromising angelic devil. Sylvia Plath _ Unabridged Journals
A black-and-white portrait of the American poet and novelist Sylvia Plath.
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Nyx✫ @seancefiction.bsky.social · 03/10/2026
if you look closely the ashes svvirling around from the bridges i intentionally burned are as beautiful and intricate as snovvflakes…✨
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Gréachán @greachan.bsky.social · 03/10/2026
Her song, a lure of moonlit salt and foam, Pulls at my heart like tides against the shore; I tremble, aching, at the water's door, Yet turn from her soft arms, and walk back home. #vss365
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The Kimono Gallery @roger1952.bsky.social · 02/10/2026
In Yu Miyazaki’s haunting artwork from the exhibition The World Seen from Here, a delicate threshold between waking reality and the spirit world unfolds in soft, dreamlike hues. Japan
At the base of the composition, a young woman reclines peacefully upon the ground as if suspended in deep slumber, draped in a grey kimono patterned with subtle fan and chrysanthemum motifs. Surrounding her, vivid red spider lilies (higanbana) bloom from the gloom, their fiery petals providing a striking visual contrast against the monochromatic sepia backdrop. Hovering above her rests a colossal, pale full moon, casting its muted glow over a translucent, ethereal spirit dressed in white who gently holds a thread suspended between realms. The image evokes a quiet, sensory atmosphere: the cool dampness of an autumn evening, the subtle scent of wet soil and blooming flora, the pale hum of moonlight, and the breathless hush that accompanies the realm of dreams and memory.

Anchoring the piece is the profound cultural symbolism of the higanbana, a flower deeply entwined in Japanese tradition with the arrival of the equinox, poignant farewells, and the transition into the afterlife. The glowing phantom holding the slender thread evokes classic folklore regarding the unseen ties connecting souls across time and existence, bridging the physical world with the realm beyond. Through precise tonal control and luminous glazing, the painting reflects exceptional technical skill and material mastery (monozukuri), carrying the heritage of Japanese figurative painting into a modern, introspective context.
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Beautiful Bizarre Magazine @beautifulbizarre.net · 02/10/2026
UNIDENTITY 02- a oil on linen by Lara Hochreiter "This painting is part of the series UNIDENTITY, which explores the fractured identity of my generation — caught between the organic, embodied self and the curated, digital self built for an audience." Shown at Goldshteyn-Saatort Gallery
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Niharika @tomuseandamuse.bsky.social · 01/10/2026
#nightowl #night #nature #naturelover #poetry #poem #writingcommunity #poetrycommunity #writersonbluesky If you are a night owl who thrives after the world goes to sleep, you will enjoy this poem. Check it out here: tomuseandamuse.substack.com/p/light-of-t... Link in bio for more such works.
Excerpt from poem titled "Light of the Night". Reads: The early bird might get the worm
But guess who gets to hear the stories
The trees tell in the night
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JA_BB @jabb.bsky.social · 01/10/2026
📸: JA_BB, “plumes”
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Nico @brushesandnotes.bsky.social · 01/10/2026
Ça fait mal d’apprendre à quitter ceux qui nous quittent,d’apprendre à les aimer en silence, le dos tourné, les yeux baissés. De devoir apprendre à son coeur la force de se vider tout en demeurant habité. Apprendre à pleurer en souriant, à s’en aller en aimant ~ Philippe Besson
Artistic photograph titled "Hands and Leaves" by the artist Jessica Lindgren Wu.
Scattered dry autumn leaves adhere to the surface of the glass.
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Peridot @goodvibes2.bsky.social · 01/10/2026
A heart full of storms, still choosing to dream…..
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Quand le ciel bas et lourd pèse comme un couvercle Sur l'esprit gémissant en proie aux longs ennuis, Et que de l'horizon embrassant tout le cercle Il nous verse un jour noir plus triste que les nuits Baudelaire - Spleen 🎨 Jennifer Allnutt 'Melencolia I'
Still life of a reclining, naked woman with closed eyes on a table, surrounded by a lush bouquet of flowers in shades of pink, red, purple, and blue; a butterfly perches on her wrist. In the background, a dark room with a small, ornate window. Realistic rendering with soft, warm light.
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Philosophy Bits @philosophybits.com · 01/10/2026
““No” and “yes” are short words requiring long thought.” — Baltasar Gracián, The Art of Worldly Wisdom
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Sunlit @sunblissful.bsky.social · 01/10/2026
Hidden in the cloud a magnificent downpour to lash tears away #vss365
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Juliet Kano @julietkano.bsky.social · 30/09/2026
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ange belle @angebelle.bsky.social · 30/09/2026
#vss365 when October winds caressed my face wanderlust filled my soul; buried in remnants of shattered dreams, adventure no longer entices my heart going through the motions of living, my words do not sing to me anymore no reprieve from this ache... love can be dangerous #poetry
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H e t e r o t o p ia @artsofexistence.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
"Before mass leaders seize the power to fit reality to their lies, their propaganda is marked by its extreme contempt for facts as such, for in their opinion fact depends entirely on the power of man who can fabricate it." ― Hannah Arendt, The Origins of Totalitarianism #BookSky
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The Beauty of Science A section of the Mandelbrot set
A vibrant, psychedelic zoom into the Mandelbrot set reveals a hypnotic spiral of fractal patterns radiating from a central black void. The image bursts with neon gradients of electric blue, lime green, fiery orange, and deep purple. Intricate, self-similar shapes resembling sunbursts or kaleidoscopic flowers repeat in concentric rings, creating a mesmerizing tunnel effect that draws the eye inward. The boundary between order and chaos is rendered in sharp, pixelated detail against a stark black border.
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the Asylum Art @yvesbroeckx.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
I T H E S I L E N C E B E T W E E N S K I N I Some things are never spoken. They remain beneath the skin, in the silence, the scars, and the spaces between what we feel and what we dare to say. #AbstractArt #ContemporaryArt #EmotionalArt #CPTSD #art #Vulnerability #InnerWorld #FineArt
—  The Asylum Art  —

A fragmented study of intimacy, vulnerability, and everything left unspoken. The face emerges through layers of scraped pigment and shadow, while the lips remain closed, holding words that never found their way out. Flecks of darkness interrupt the pale surface like fragments of memory, suggesting that beneath the quiet exterior, something restless remains.

The raw textures and fractured layers blur the boundary between body and emotion, turning skin into a landscape of memory, restraint, and quiet longing.

Art copyright ©Yves Broeckx
This is digitally created art
concept and execution by Yves
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Solivagant @wanderingsag.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
Ces petits gestes du cœur, où le silence en dit plus long que les mots.
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Shifty Kinect @shiftykinect.bsky.social · 20/09/2026
This piece is titled "Web," an original expressionist painting created by Ukrainian artist Alexander Aksyonov in 2026.

The artwork is executed in acrylic on canvas. It displays Aksyonov's signature contemporary style, merging abstract forms and geometric fragmentation with a figurative depiction of a seated woman. The piece balances a neutral, textured background with bold, intense planes of primary and warm colors across the figure.
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sanctorium.bsky.social @sanctorium.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
Patti Smith Guardian Angel. Berlin, 2013
Photograph monochrome 

Angel in stark woods, sat with crossed arms and head lowered
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Ellen-Sabine.art2 @samueart2-ellen.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
„Ich glaube, die Menschheit hat nur ein wirkliches Problem. Und das ist die rasante Zerstörung der Welt, in der wir leben. Die Welt ist ein Saustall, und ich bin nicht überzeugt, dass wir daran etwas ändern.“ — Donna Leon
mixed media; collage; painting; myart

Eine abstrakte Frau im Gemälde


„Ich glaube, die Menschheit hat nur ein wirkliches Problem. Und das ist die rasante Zerstörung der Welt, in der wir leben. Die Welt ist ein Saustall, und ich bin nicht überzeugt, dass wir daran etwas ändern.“ — Donna Leon
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fall @rainy-reverie.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
sometimes I think it is time to embrace the melancholy without metamorphosing it into poetry, trying to see a beauty that doesn’t truly exist
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𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖆 𝖛𝖔𝖓 𝖂𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖓 @sugarfuel.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
… alive …
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There is a certain unique and strange delight about walking down an empty street alone. There is an off-focus light cast by the moon, and the streetlights are part of the spotlight apparatus on a bare stage set up for you to walk through. Sylvia Plath _ The Unabridged Journals 📷 Leonid Danilov
The black-and-white scene captures a solitary figure in a hooded jacket standing on a wet street at night, silhouetted against glowing streetlights piercing through fog.
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Now I know what loneliness is, I think. Momentary loneliness, anyway. It comes from a vague core of the self - - like a disease of the blood, dispersed throughout the body so that one cannot locate the matrix, the spot of contagion. [...] Yes, there is joy, fulfillment and companionship - but 👇
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Philosophy Bits @philosophybits.com · 27/09/2026
“Accepting the absurdity of everything around us is one step, a necessary experience: it should not become a dead end. It arouses a revolt that can become fruitful.” — Albert Camus, “Three Interviews”, Lyrical and Critical Essays
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Linda @lindabythesea.bsky.social · 18/09/2026
Sanctum (2026) by Anna Matykiewicz. Acrylic and ink on canvas.
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Jocelyn @jocelynx44.bsky.social · 26/09/2026
fog descends softening the view I dream a pastel sky #dailyhaikuprompt #haiku
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Mauve @mauve76.bsky.social · 26/09/2026
Triste de Toi (Collage 3 pièces numérique) Parfois, la fatigue fait que j'ai la flemme de tout sortir ; les papiers, colle, ciseaux et tout le bouzin ! Alors, je colle en numérique...😅
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Solivagant @wanderingsag.bsky.social · 26/09/2026
Franci Van der Vyver, Stained Glass Autumn Cathedral
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Symphony @fleurdorchidee.bsky.social · 25/09/2026
Laver mes pensées en les noyant dans la poésie.
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H e t e r o t o p ia @artsofexistence.bsky.social · 24/09/2026
#Photography Balys Buračas, Lithuania
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Christina Tudor-Sideri @dreamsofbeing.bsky.social · 24/09/2026
Marguerite Duras on nighttime reading: “The darkness around you adds greatly to the absolute passion that develops between you and the book.”
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Ellen-Sabine.art2 @samueart2-ellen.bsky.social · 25/09/2026
Viernes
Frauenporträt s/w, mypainting; myart

Viernes
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H e t e r o t o p ia @artsofexistence.bsky.social · 24/09/2026
"Night had come—night that she loved of all times, night in which the reflections in the dark pool of the mind shine more clearly than by day." -- Virginia Woolf, Orlando #BookSky
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井川奎(Ikawa kei) @ikawakei.bsky.social · 24/09/2026
A Bohemian in memory, wandering through an unfamiliar city, my footsteps echoing on the cobblestones. Left alone, I hesitate. And then, guided by a fragrance, toward something like a crimson rose. #Poem #FreeVerse
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Solivagant @wanderingsag.bsky.social · 24/09/2026
Your memory is made of light, of smoke, of a still pond! Beyond your eyes, farther on, the evenings were blazing. Dry autumn leaves revolved in your soul. ~Pablo Neruda I Remember You as You Were Rene Magritte, La Robe du soir
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⚷ @birdheartedgirl.bsky.social · 24/09/2026
stay weird and gentle and let love find you as you are
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darkheartwords.bsky.social @darkheartwords.bsky.social · 23/09/2026
Prompt: Prisoner to my Thoughts: Every night and day They swallow me Surround me Drown me One to the next They fly by my Consciousness Bringing light to my faults Focus on issues at hand Keeps my mind reeling Never to end Torture me, punish me Reliving my regrets Swirling, shifting
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Tonight, in the infinitesimal light of the stars, The trees and flowers have been strewing their cool odors. I walk among them, but none of them are noticing. Sometimes I think that when I am sleeping I must most perfectly resemble them— Thoughts gone dim. Sylvia Plath; from 'I am vertical'
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Solivagant @wanderingsag.bsky.social · 23/09/2026
I like the silence between us, The quiet—that holy state even the rain Knows about. Listen to her begin to fall, As if with eyes closed, Muting each drop in her wild-beating heart. ~Charles Simic
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th◍usand m⬤⬤ns @thousandmoons.bsky.social · 22/09/2026
Edmonton, AB. 2020. The dappled light of a forgotten place; the quiet sanctuary of a forgotten people.
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𝗪𝗲𝗹𝘁𝘀𝗰𝗵𝗺𝗲𝗿𝘇 [ˈvɛltʃmɛɐ̯ts] [Noun] m. literally ‘world pain’ The term describes a state of mind characterised by grief and melancholy over the prevailing conditions, moral and physical evils, and the misery of existence. A ‘sadness over the inadequacy of the world’ (Brothers Grimm). 👇
A contemplative portrait of a woman sitting slightly leaning forward, her long dark hair flowing softly around her shoulders. Her hands gently clasp a textured fabric held close to her body. Her chin is resting on her hands. Sepia-toned lighting creates warm earth tones against a muted background.
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Wren Black @wrenblack.bsky.social · 27/07/2026
you don’t want to hurt me so you let there be distance (at best) or you create it (at worst) but since you’re so far you don’t see how what i need when i struggle what would help as i work to find myself is to have a hand to hold
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The Unknown Poet @unknownpoet.bsky.social · 10/09/2025
Wednesday III Wednesday knocks at my window, rain dripping from her hair. She doesn’t ask to come in- just stares long enough to remind me this week is not endless, though it feels that way sometimes. #poetry
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