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Gonna call Jean and see what French words trigger his pent up need to call me a dick.
Drop a nickel in my hat for every time I tell people bouta prophecy and they ignore me in favor for whatever the next smart white man says. I could get a few days worth of caffeine.
I ain't dying by some wannabe's shitty latex and leather getup. If I'm going out it'll be from doing my job right or some celestial fairy is sent to kill me mano a mano.
I love being possessed by beings beyond my imagination. Gives me a real good tingly feeling in the loins. It should happen less often though cause I hate having non-stop dreams forra month telling me we're dying.
Aye-o.
Detail: Portrait of Don José de Jáudenes y Nebot, by Gilbert Stuart, 1794
The text reads,
“YOU WERE FRANTIC AND FOOLISH, YOU KEPT NO TRACK OF TIME, YOU RAN YOUR DELICATE BODY INTO ITS NATURAL END, YOU BURNED ALL YOUR CANDLES TO STUMPS, YOU ARE TIRED AND HAVE NO CHOICE BUT TO LAY DOWN, YOU HAVE EARNED THIS REPERCUSSION, THIS REWARD, THIS RECKONING, YOU FINALLY NEED TO KNOW
HOW TO DECAY GRACEFULLY
LIE STILL (x13) ”
All the lights in my house blew out or are flickering.
The ghost by William Douglas O'Connor
1867
Historiae antipodum, siue Novi orbis, qui vulgo Americae, 1630
Gene Kelly in Christmas Holiday (1944)
All men were, without a doubt, works of art, part II
You come to my mansion and are surrounded by eight foot tall statues that come to life and tell you to kill yourself, what do you do.
I honestly never knew what other art collectors were talking about when there were charity auctions and people would strike up conversations with me. "What do you collect? What's your favorite piece and why?" I have a disassembled mummy in my basement and pure gold gauntlets.
Convinced people who collect/like art of mythos and angels are just horny. I say this as an art collector.
They're like, ah yes, the composition is great. The negative space and soft lighting... her hands are delicate but act with purpose... they're naked, James. Mention their rack.
Convinced people who collect/like art of mythos and angels are just horny. I say this as an art collector.
Orazio Riminaldi, Amor Vincit Omnia (details), 17th century