hannah

and, see, I am with you always, even to the end of the world

[franzkafkagf]

not all of it is bad i think….…. we are going to be okay i think.

[jbonesimms]

“It ends or it doesn’t. That’s what you say. That’s how you get through it. The tunnel, the night, the pain, the love. It ends or it doesn’t. If the sun never comes up, you find a way to live without it. If they don’t come back, you sleep in the middle of the bed, learn how to make enough coffee for yourself alone. Adapt. Adjust. It ends or it doesn’t. It ends or it doesn’t. We do not perish.”

— Caitlyn Siehl, It Ends or it Doesn’t

[himbos-hotline]

I hate that im doing this, because I know I shouldn’t be because who the fuck really cares.

But ive been in a really really bad place and honestly I just dont wanna be here anymore 

so here is my 1 reblog one day alive thing

Im sorry

[beguines]

There is no dichotomy between man and God's image. Whoever tortures a human being, whoever abuses a human being, whoever outrages a human being, abuses God's image.

St. Óscar Romero

[stiscariot]

someday i‘ll paint the true christ.

a hidden life + religious resistance to nazism

[stiscariot]

galatians 6,2

[hymnsofheresy]

“A non-violent deity can only signal his existence to mankind by having himself driven out by violence–by demonstrating that he is not able to establish himself in the Kingdom of Violence.”

— René Girard, Things Hidden Since the Foundation of the World (via sanctorum-communio)

[098766799]

Alicia Ostriker in Radical Poetics and Secular Jewish Culture

[stiscariot]

a profession of faith.

[engulfes]

Noli me tangere (touch me not)

John 20:17, KJV / Noli me tangere, sketch for a stained glass window, Maurice Denis, 1895 / Hélène Cixous, Poetry in Painting / Christ appears as a gardener to Mary Magdalene (Noli me tangere), Ferdinand Bol, c. 1640 / James H. Stubblebine, on Giotto’s Noli me tangere / Resurrection (Noli me tangere), Giotto di Bondone, 1306

[ofiscariot]

“Forgive me that I ignored the sun And that I lived in sorrow.”

— Anna Akhmatova (translated by Judith Hemschemeyer)

[derekjarman]

نون و گلدون‎ (Mohsen Makhmalbaf, 1996)

[terabetha]

This piece is one of my favorites in the entire ROM collection; ‘Dream Cloud’ is carved from one piece of boulder opal mined in Australia.  It’s an impressive piece, large enough to fill the palm of your hand.

[heimatwald]

“Suddenly all my ancestors are behind me. Be still, they say. Watch and listen. You are the result of the love of thousands.”

— Linda Hogan, from ‘Dwellings: A Spiritual History of the Living World’  (via cheremademoiselle)

[woundgallery]

ana mendieta, untitled (from the silueta series), 1976

[wokawokarichard]

“The Lord’s Prayer is not hands clenched together and a head bowed asking forgiveness; but the hands of Christ, open, head raised is agony, asking “Why have you forsaken me?” Saying “Hands up, don’t shoot.””

— R Marshall

[oysters-aint-for-me]

“How could a just God permit great misery? The Haitian peasants answered with a proverb: ‘Bondye konn bay, men li pa konn separe,’ in literal translation, “God gives but doesn’t share.” This meant, as Farmer would later explain it, ‘God gives us humans everything we need to flourish, but he’s not the one who’s supposed to divvy up the loot. That charge was laid upon us.’ Liberation theologians had a similar answer: ‘You want to see where Christ crucified abides today? Go to where the poor are suffering and fighting back, and that’s where He is.’” 

—Tracy Kidder, Mountains Beyond Mountains (2003)