Memento Mori

[mariaelsblog]

“Come On” (“Allez-Viens”) •by Isabel Miramontes

[water-aesthetics]

[mimilicious92]

“Verily, you will die , and verily, they (too) will die” 39 - (31)

[heavenlycreatures]

finland, pietarsaari, 2020

[finita--la--commedia]

– Faraj Bou al-Isha (b. 1956), “Wait” translated from the Arabic by Khaled Mattawa in: “Poems for the Millennium. Book of North African Literature”, edited by Pierre Joris and Habib Tengour

[outeyelashes]

Kelly Akashi

[viperslang]

“The body is the first abstraction.”

— Antonin Artaud, Cahiers de Rodez 

[bienenkiste]

“Free Spirit”. Photographed by Sacha Maric for Marie Claire Mach 2018

[windflowerfairy]

Entering the Kingdom by Mary Oliver

[geoffmcfetridge]

[32trbl]

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Rumi, from Let the beauty we Love be what we Do: Poems: “Constant Conversation,”

[space-pics]

Swirls and Colors on Jupiter from Juno [3709x2772]

[distantvoices]

“Head Over Heels For You"  Marie Claire China February 2019

[nevver]

Edgy, Connor Addison

[nemfrog]

The solar system, comets and stars. Mother Truth’s melodies. c.1895. 

Internet Archive

[journalofanobody]

As above, so below. The human being finds himself, or herself, in the middle. There is as much space outside the human, proportionately, as inside. Stars, moons, and planets remind us of protons, neutrons, and electrons. Is there a bigger being walking with all the stars within? Does our thinking affect what goes on outside us, and what goes on inside us? I think it does. Where does creamed corn figure into the workings of the universe? What really is creamed corn? Is it a symbol for something else?

The Log Lady, Twin Peaks (via journalofanobody)