平和の花 Квітка миру
荒れた大地に芽吹く花
На безплідній землі проростають квіти
https://note.com/poison_raika/n/n1d1a4010dc2f
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#flower #sprout #barren #land #breath #hope #heart #warm #light #single #colorful #bloom #blackened #earth #with #chaos #sweet #scent #filled #kindness #erases #smell #blood #painful #wound #powerful #Pandora #box #people #peace
#Alcohol or #HydrogenPeroxide? When to Use
Both #rubbingalcohol and hydrogen #peroxide kill #germs, making them tempting to use on a cut or #wound. But with those germs, they’re also killing good #bacteria and irritating your #skin.
https://goodmenproject.com/featured-content/alcohol-or-hydrogen-peroxide-when-to-use/
“Margaret’s desire for Forest was like a wound burning between her thighs, spreading the poison of infection through her body. Yet she found with him the serenity she sought so fruitlessly in prayer. These were moments incandescent with pleasure. As she bent in prayer she felt his wet heat dripping thick and sticky from between her legs, the bruises from his bony hips—A curse? A mark of holiness”
#bent #betweenHerLegs #betweenHerThighs #bonyHips #book #bruises #burning #curse #desire #dripping #felt #forest #found #fruitlessly #heat #holiness #inPrayer #incandescent #infection #mark #MarySativa #moments #pleasure #poison #prayer #quote #serenity #sought #spreading #sticky #TheLoversCrusade #thick #throughHerBody #wet #withHim #wound
平和の花 Квітка миру
荒れた大地に芽吹く花
На безплідній землі проростають квіти
https://note.com/poison_raika/n/n1d1a4010dc2f
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#flower #sprout #barren #land #breath #hope #heart #warm #light #single #colorful #bloom #blackened #earth #with #chaos #sweet #scent #filled #kindness #erases #smell #blood #painful #wound #powerful #Pandora #box #people #peace
平和の花 Квітка миру
荒れた大地に芽吹く花
На безплідній землі проростають квіти
https://note.com/poison_raika/n/n1d1a4010dc2f
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#flower #sprout #barren #land #breath #hope #heart #warm #light #single #colorful #bloom #blackened #earth #with #chaos #sweet #scent #filled #kindness #erases #smell #blood #painful #wound #powerful #Pandora #box #people #peace
平和の花 Квітка миру
荒れた大地に芽吹く花
На безплідній землі проростають квіти
https://note.com/poison_raika/n/n1d1a4010dc2f
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#flower #sprout #barren #land #breath #hope #heart #warm #light #single #colorful #bloom #blackened #earth #with #chaos #sweet #scent #filled #kindness #erases #smell #blood #painful #wound #powerful #Pandora #box #people #peace
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#wound : an injury, hurt, damage, detriment, or the like, to feeling, faculty, reputation, etc
- French: blessure
- German: Die Wunde
- Italian: ferita
- Portuguese: ferimento
- Spanish: herir, herida
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Fill in missing translations @ https://wordofthehour.org/r/translations
Hard poem, but reflects how I feel these days…
Acid - #MaryOliver
In Jakarta,
among the venders
of #flowers and soft drinks,
I saw a child
with a hideous mouth,
#begging,
and I knew the #wound was made
for a way to stay alive.
What I gave him
wouldn’t keep a dog alive.
What he gave me
from the brown coin
of his sweating face
was a look of #cunning.
I carry it
like a bead of acid
to remember how,
once in a while,
you can creep out of your own life
and become someone else—
an #explosion
in that nest of wires
we call the #imagination.
I will never see him
again, I suppose.
But what of this rag,
this shadow
flung like a boy’s body
into the walls
of my mind, bleeding
their sour taste—
#insult and #anger,
the great movers?
Angels ascended and descended the rungs of a heavenly ladder. Bub squinted to see their destination only to be eclipsed by Ish's face, calm as a cat upon a radiator.
"We're both in luck!" Bub focused on his friend's yellow teeth. "Your #wound has wound my watch, and I know you were watching me."
Cool, clean air filled Bub's lungs. He looked down at his torn shirt soaked with blood, but found no damage.
Ish winked, "Magic." 7/7
#wss366
We carefully pick our way up the slope, seeking purchase among the loose stones. The guide says we're ascending the flank of a great beast, but no beast could attain such size: this is a mountainside. And yet, living warmth seeps in through our boots where our feet touch the ground.
We come to a rift that glows an eye-searing red.
"The beast's #wound," the guide says.
"Will it heal?" asks Azria.
The guide shakes his head sadly. "It scabs over, but then opens afresh."
"I did not believe you would come," Serena said, hearing his footsteps.
She stood at the railing, looking east. The sea was steel gray under the low clouds, as dawn approached. He stood beside her.
"You #wound me, Milady," Curtiss said.
"What shall we do?"
"What would you have me do, Milady?" he said, bowing. "I am your servant in this."
"You know my family… They will never accept… You. This."
"Indeed, Milady," he said. Then he smiled. "But I perhaps know something they do not."
Today's Wandering Shop Stories #prompt is #wound. Feel like writing something short and sweet that has the word "wound" in it? Check out the definitions of the word at: https://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/wound Join in and tag it with #wss366! #writing #WritingLife #microfiction h/t @tobadzistsini
In any pursuit of self-knowledge, one must contend with the emotional toll of confronting one's own lack, one's own incoherencies. Each revelation within the self exposes a wound, an absence, a deficit that destabilizes any notion of a coherent identity. In this process, knowledge becomes a kind of sacrificial economy - each discovery a loss, each insight a rupture in the comforting illusion of wholeness.
#absence #lack #wound
#illusion
