whole lot of anger in my heart.

"I am like God and God is like me."- Silesius

[shawnfreki]

Artwork by Boris Groh.

[shawnfreki]

[danismm]

Vintage ads disturbingly creepy kids products

[neckkiss]

[chaosophia218]

Memento Mori: Remember to Die, 1640.

[textonly]

[caot-the-goat-blog]

I burned one of the few bridges that mattered to me.

I want to run through glass windows, I want to shoot myself, I'm the worst piece of shit that ever crawled out of a gene pool, why was I even born. I wish this body would just fail.

[lost-in-loss]

[stilinskivoids-end]

I’ve been getting high to try and help me, not to attempt again. I can’t get out of this circle of pain, panic attack after panic attack, day after day.

[caot-the-goat-blog]

this post is me

[queerlysad]

[neckkiss]

BREAKING BAD (2008)

[godronamus]

[jillsteinfuneralcity]

[ubernoir]

 by eventrue

[historicaltimes]

Mohawk First Nations Man Punches Canadian Soldier During Oka Crisis, 1990

via reddit

[beatsforbrothels]

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Slugs are just snails without shells The perception - evolution fucked them over and failed But they survive without protection in this jungle they dwell With giants throwing salt all on their people, can’t consider them frail Spit vinegar in sour times, live under the power lines I’m just a bag of tumors full of alkaline All you do is carve them out and sew up any abscess Go about your business, keep your distance from the dragnets

[coiour-my-world]

The Acrobat ~ Pedro Aguado

[thelightofthecenter]

The Isis/Auset Knot

From the Egyptian Book of the Dead

At the ends of the universe is a blood red cord that ties life to death, man to woman, will to destiny. Let the knot of that red sash, which cradles the hips of the goddess, bind in me the ends of life and dream. I’m an old man with more than my share of hopes and misgivings. Let my thoughts lie together in peace. At my death let the bubbles of blood on my lips taste as sweet as berries. Give me not words of consolation. Give me magic, the fire of one beyond the borders of enchantment. Give me the spell of living well.

Do I lie on the floor of my house or within the temple? Is the hand that soothes me that of wife or priestess? I rise and walk. The sky arcs ever around; the world spreads itself beneath my feet. We are bound mind to Mind, heart to Heart— no difference rises between the shadow of my footsteps and the will of god. I walk in harmony, heaven in one hand, earth in the other. I am the knot where two worlds meet. Red magic courses through me like the blood of Isis, magic of magic, spirit of spirit. I am proof of the power of gods. I am water and dust walking.

Normandi Ellis- Awakening Osiris: A New Translation of the Egyptian Book of the Dead.

Image Credit-Isis knots are also called Tjet, Tiyet,