Taste: vanilla
Sight: pink wildflower
Sound: raindrops on garbage cans
Smell: lingering incense
Touch: webbed feet, rubbery paper, tiny toenails
Extra: a big old house, children who jump through time;
Sight: pink wildflower
Sound: raindrops on garbage cans
Smell: lingering incense
Touch: webbed feet, rubbery paper, tiny toenails
Extra: a big old house, children who jump through time;
"Maybe Earth was a utopia, of a sort, after all." — Sarena Ulibarri, "Riding in Place," Biketopia
"Above all, we need to understand utopia as a method rather than a goal … always suspended between the present and the future, always under revision, at the meeting point of the darkness of the lived moment and the flickering light of a better world, for the moment accessible only through an act of imagination. — Ruth Levitas, Utopia as Method (2013)Grateful for: namaste; Utopian Acts; Earth
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