Amelie Flora
Joined December 2025
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Winter Ritual
In these times on the planet, we hold our breath collectively at the cusp, within a deep winter as we face our potential obliteration. There is an unknown that encircles us like snow: a blankness the color of our bones. Will our knowledge in our bones carry us through? Will the winter ever melt in to the silver linings of streams? What does this moment in history show us? When the time is darkest, and days pass as though nothing will shift, will the smooth shell begin to crack, does the formlessness give? What emerges at the crux?
By Amelie Flora about a month ago in Humans
