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Rebecca J Hanna
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Assemblage Artist , Wisdom Keeper, Conspiracy Researcher, Bibliophile, Herbivore, Big Pharma Anarchist, Child of the 60's, Pronoia Advocate, Comedic Reliefian, Twin Peaks and Dirk Gently fan, Zen is my default daily reset, Jedi wannabe, American born with Irish and Blackfoot roots, anti-woke, More CO2 please (the trees asked me to add this), doer of useful old school stuff
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Rebjane63 1 year ago
image #culture #socialengineering #groupthink
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Rebjane63 1 year ago
I made a mask and entered a contest 8 years ago and won first prize. --just sharing a 2016 memory from Facebook. #art #mask image
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Rebjane63 1 year ago
GM “To find the universal elements enough; to find the air and the water exhilarating; to be refreshed by a morning walk or an evening saunter… to be thrilled by the stars at night; to be elated over a bird’s nest or a wildflower in spring… these are some of the rewards of the simple life.” John Burroughs Annie Ovenden - Murmation over Lanhydrock Park. image
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Rebjane63 1 year ago
image #inneralchemy #digginginthedirt #selfobservation
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Rebjane63 1 year ago
To the child who always knew the world contained magic and wonder, beauty and goodness, even when the pain was enough to swallow her whole. To the small young one I used to be, I owe so much to her heart that never gave up hope. She didn’t let the adult me completely cover my heart in concrete, she kept the ancient song that whispers in my bones, alive. When this human world was too painful to be in, she knew that this natural landscape; inside and out, still contained strength, courage, medicine and tenderness. And now I come back to her more and more with each day, full circle; with gratitude beyond measure. #magicalchild #creativespirit ~ Brigit Anna McNeill ~ Art by Laivi Põder image
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Rebjane63 1 year ago
"They are everywhere. The tragedy-sniffers are all about they get up in the morning and begin to find things wrong and they fling themselves into a rage about it, a rage that lasts until bedtime, where even there they twist in their insomnia, not able to rid their mind of the petty obstacles they have encountered. They feel set against, it’s a plot. And by being constantly angry they feel that they are constantly right. You see them in traffic honking wildly at the slightest infraction, cursing, spewing their invectives. You feel them in lines at banks at supermarkets at movies, they are pressing at your back walking on your heels, they are impatient to a fury. They are everywhere and into everything, these violently unhappy souls. Actually they are frightened, never wanting to be wrong they lash out incessantly it is a malady an illness of that breed. The first one I saw like that was my father and since then I have seen a thousand fathers, ten thousand fathers wasting their lives in hatred, tossing their lives into the cesspool and ranting on." 💙 Charles Bukowski, They Are Everywhere #poetry #CharlesBukowski image