(1) At the Glama-Rama, mid 90s; (2) Fort Funston Glam, 1994; (3) Green Doorway, Paula & Carmen, 1997 from Chloe Sherman’s Renegades: San Francisco: The 1990s
Medieval monk 1: Mine Brother, I possess a novel marijuana strain from the Far East Brother Thaddeus The Wise hath named ‘The Crusade.’ He claims by his soul it shall put thee under a divine spell.
Medieval monk 2: The medicinal effects of thy plant are mere witchcraft. My humors fare well.
5 minutes later: Brother, I believe my sins amount to great heights I have not previously considered, and my soul shall be damned thusly.
Monk 2, pacing: The Inquisitors are coming with guillotines.
nothing gives me more peace than knowing that love will come back to me in many ways and different forms. i may have no idea what the future holds for me but at least there will be love. & a lot of it
it’s such a heavily used trope in modern media (off the top of my head I can think of Pokemon, Annihilation, Bambi, Snow White and the Huntsman, etc) and why wouldn’t it be! antlers look like branches, branches look like antlers, it’s only natural to pair them
but it makes me strangely emotional that our brains have always worked this way, and been drawn to the same imagery over and over again.
I’m also going to resist the urge to make paired enamel pins of these ancient deer, even though I deeply desire little wearable tributes of the past
