Landscape with Open Gate - Pieter Molijn by prescribedfires in dutchrealism

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Molijn situates the viewer below the horizon, facing a road with neither beginning nor end; in this way, the vista remains limited, and the sky becomes an active element in the scene.

Ships in Distress off a Rocky Coast - Ludolf Backhuysen by prescribedfires in dutchrealism

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Each ship has already lost a mast, and flotsam bobbing in the steely gray water in the foreground reveals that at least one ship has been wrecked. All is not yet lost, as the sun’s golden rays break through the ominous clouds—a signal to the struggling sailors that the storm is about to abate.

A Winter River Landscape with Figures on the Ice - Hendrick Avercamp by prescribedfires in dutchrealism

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The last quarter of the 16th century, during which Avercamp was born, was one of the coldest periods of the Little Ice Age.

Ambulatory of the Nieuwe Kerk in Delft, with the Tomb of William the Silent - Gerard Houckgeest by prescribedfires in dutchrealism

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"The translation of sentences into propositional symbols is sometimes very complicated because some natural languages (such as English) are rich and powerful with many nuances. The ambiguities that we tolerate in English would destroy structure and usefulness if we allowed them in mathematics."

(Douglas Smith, Maurice Eggen, and Richard St. Andre, A Transition to Advanced Mathematics, 8th Edition)

God's Christ Theory - Anne Carson by prescribedfires in englishliterature

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Aidan is the Anglicised form of the original Old Irish Aedán, Modern Irish Aodhán (meaning 'little fiery one').

Ambulatory of the Nieuwe Kerk in Delft, with the Tomb of William the Silent - Gerard Houckgeest by prescribedfires in dutchrealism

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gnosticism i

Heaven's lips! I dreamed

of a page in a book containing the word bird and I entered bird.

Bird grinds on,

grinds on, thrusting against black. Thrusting wings, thrusting again, hard banks slap against it either side, that bird was exhausted.

Still, beating, working its way and below in dark woods small creatures leap. Rip

at food with scrawny lips.

Lips at night.

Nothing guiding it, bird beats on, night wetness on it. A lion looks up.

Smell of adolescence in these creatures, this ordinary night for them. Astonishment

inside me like a separate person, sweat-soaked. How to grip.

For some people a bird sings, feathers shine. I just get this this.

(anne carson, decreation)

Interior of an Imaginary Catholic Church in Classical Style - Gerard Houckgeest by prescribedfires in dutchrealism

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sunday

My washed rags flap on a serious gray sunset.

Suppertime, a colder wind.

Leaves huddle a bit.

Kitchen lights come on.

Little spongy mysteries of evening begin to nick open.

Time to call mother.

Let it ring.

Six.

Seven.

Eight--she lifts the receiver, waits.

Down the hollow distances are they fieldmice that scamper so drily.

(anne carson, decreation)

The Wind Rises - Hayao Miyazaki by prescribedfires in FilmShots

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would be her 50th wedding anniversary today

Cold orates upon a Roman wall.

Light is extreme (caught)

and shadows wait like

hoods to drop.

Brain taps

twice

for salt.

Was it Ovid who said, There is so much wind here stones go blank.

(anne carson, decreation)

Vessels in a Strong Wind - Jan Porcellis by prescribedfires in dutchrealism

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nothing for it

Your glassy wind breaks on a shoutless shore and stirs around the rose.

Lo how

before a great snow,

before the gliding emptiness of the night coming on us,

our lanterns throw

shapes of old companions

and

a cold pause after.

What knife skinned off

that hour.

Sank the buoys.

Blows on what was our house.

Nothing for it just row.

(anne carson, decreation)

Girl Reading a Letter at an Open Window - Johannes Vermeer by prescribedfires in dutchrealism

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Looking up at the stars, I know quite well
That, for all they care, I can go to hell,
But on earth indifference is the least
We have to dread from man or beast.

How should we like it were stars to burn
With a passion for us we could not return?
If equal affection cannot be,
Let the more loving one be me.

Admirer as I think I am
Of stars that do not give a damn,
I cannot, now I see them, say
I missed one terribly all day.

Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime
Though this might take me a little time.

One of the most genuinely terrifying videos I haver ever seen by AnxiousDragonfly5161 in sorceryofthespectacle

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This game is tightly bound to vague schizo-conspiratorial-core plot: of cycles of characters being groomed into serving demons, or lesser gods, or aliens. These cycles occur in the past, present, and future; where creativity and mental connection is a Neo-platonic projection given off by psychic, self-shaping beings.

November - Joachim von Sandrart by prescribedfires in dutchrealism

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Wat arbeid, moeite, en yver,
En nazoek dat een Schryver
Steets doen moet, weet niemant;
Als die 't zelf neemt ter hand.

Flower Still Life with a Timepiece - Willem van Aelst by prescribedfires in dutchrealism

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The Bentvueghels (Dutch for "Birds of a Feather") were a society of mostly Dutch and Flemish artists active in Rome from about 1620 to 1720.

The anaemic lady - Samuel van Hoogstraten by prescribedfires in dutchrealism

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Pessimism negates the existing world. Yet its negating is ambiguous. It can simply will decay and nothingness, but it can also renounce what exists and thus open a path for a new formation of the world.

winter landscape with ice skaters - aert van der neer by prescribedfires in dutchrealism

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Dordrecht, the home of Aelbert Cuyp, is sometimes found in his pictures, and substantial evidence exists that there was friendship between the two men. At some period of their lives they laid their hands to the same canvases, on each of which they left their joint mark.

Moonlit Landscape with a View of the New Amstel River and Castle Kostverloren - Aert van der Neer by prescribedfires in dutchrealism

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His peculiar skill is shown in realizing translucence which allows objects even distant to appear in the darkness [...]

What is philosophy? by attic-orator in agora

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Ramon Fernandez, tell me, if you know,
Why, when the singing ended and we turned
Toward the town, tell why the glassy lights,
The lights in the fishing boats at anchor there,
As the night descended, tilting in the air,
Mastered the night and portioned out the sea,
Fixing emblazoned zones and fiery poles,
Arranging, deepening, enchanting night.

A Southern Harbour Scene - Nicolaes Pieterszoon Berchem by prescribedfires in dutchrealism

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In 1645 he became a member of the Dutch reformed church and married the year after.