Young woman at night on the water bus in Venice Italy, bamboo and ink. Gregory Muenzen
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In my quest to find a free version of Minecraft so I can try it out (since the Classic version on the site doesn’t seem to work, I torrented a ‘mac’ and pc version, which then told me to opened the EXE file (I know I could use wine and bottle opener but I just found a new torrent in the end) so rather than letting the file go to waste I converted it to a RAW image file and made this gif.
I had to massively desaturate the images and limit the colour palette for it to upload.
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she - Day 4
When the low heavy sky weighs like a lid on the spirit, aching for the light
and when embracing the horizon it pours on us a black day which is sadder than any night
When the earth is turned into a dripping dungeon in which hope like a bat flutters blindly
and bruises its timid wing and tender head against the walls and rotted ceilings
When the rain stretching down its long streaks of water imitates the bars of an enormous prison
and a silent throng of loathsome spiders come and weave their webs inside our brains
and suddenly the bells swing angrily, and hurl their hideous uproar into the sky like a band of wandering spirits, who wail relentlessly
and long hearses without drums or music move in a slow procession through my soul
and defeated hope bursts into tears
and the fierce tyrant, Anguish, sets his black banner on my bowed head