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[weirdletter]

Wino, by Esao Andrews, via esao.net.

[soli-terri]

The beautiful artwork of NanoMortis

1: Hungry Beast

2: No Longer The Lost

3: Out of the Coffin Chrysalis

Traditional and digital art

Pen, watercolour and photoshop

Deviantart

[thefabulousweirdtrotters]

A water damaged copy of “Alice in wonderland” which grew fungi. Photo : Igor Siwanowicz

[everythingfox]

(via)

[bizarreauhavre]

Tokyo school, Meiji period, circa 1890.

[theartofanimation]

Wenn Liu          -          https://www.flickr.com/photos/garfield-yue/albums

[weirdletter]

Splinter of Xingurlash, by Martin de Diego Sádaba (AlMaNeGrA), via DeviantArt.

[avtavr]

[mvaljean525]

I am Unique because I know who I am      I’m at ease and free      I can’t be like others, And they can’t be like me      Because I love me for me      And that’s how its forever gonna be      

I’ve got fading scars, An unusual physique But it all works together To make me unique  

I’ve got hidden strengths    It’s hidden in my flaws    Still I am who I am,   For better for worse    Doesn’t matter because I’m the best of all  

I don’t have to blend in like the rest, Because I’m funny and cool all by myself I won’t live a lie, live in a bubble  

I can’t please everyone; And I won’t even try And make my Life a Struggle

Some call me proud, Others stare at me in alarm But I’m not one to bother Because I know who I am in God And that’s a promise

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I AM UNIQUE

Ashlin2018

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Graphic - Linda Bergkvist  (B.1977)

[musicinanime]

Visit Original Link

The Sixth Station - Joe Hisaishi

Anime: Spirited Away

[artofmaquenda]

[weirdletter]

The Summoning Sisters, by Antoine Collignon, via Bēhance.

[pixelated-nightmares]

Shin godzilla by JaeHyeon-Lee

[weirdletter]

Playing Fetch With Milo, by Billy Roberts, via ArtStation.

[waneella]

[mvaljean525]

The breath in Her lungs is the wind in the Air That blows and combs whispering fingers through my hair. She is the Life in the summer that makes the grass dance, And the Death in the fall that strips the trees bare.

Her blood is the Water that courses through streams Both cleansing my body and enchanting my dreams. She is the rain that descends and dots webs with dew, That under pale moonlight sway and gleam.

Her body is the Earth that reverberates with power And whose fertile soil gives way to the flowers. She is at once the mountains, the meadows, the deserts and springs Whose bewitching beauty grows more so by the hour.

Her spirit is the Fire at the heart of the Earth That kindles my soul with warmth and with mirth . She burns with a fierceness both silent and loud And exhales a white smoke of love and self-worth.

With Earth and Water, Air and Fire We are One with the Planet and One with the Mother. Children of the elements in a circle we stand, Under the loving gaze of the Goddess, our souls hand in hand.

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Mother Gaia

Silvana Franco

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Graphic - Leonor Fini  1907–1996

[steampunktendencies]

It Took Over 15 Months To Create this Stunning Ghostly Pirate Ship