Somehow when i play a game with my father the dictionary isn’t big enough. The words we invent seem to be perfectly fine, they’re just left out. My father always wins. Although 88, he’s especially inventive. On the board in the picture we used all the pieces except for the Y!

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This is what i was looking for all the time! This is art that is real. In these images by Phyllis Galembo art, fashion, time and religion become one in a totally natural way. I am so happy that i came to see these works through my f***book friend Haadjar Fris!

I just don’t feel like serving mankind. Don’t want to be man, want to dissolve in all. No to the present; just NOT present.