DEEP IN A FOREST MAZE

Hello I Think I'm Janelle

[thefansofsufjan]

Sufjan Stevens for president

[sad-spine]

[andreasleu]

INTENDED FALL

Invite'Ur Wishes. Breathe the Big Dream — Awake in'Ur World. I think of'U&U’ll be here. I’ve loved U'in the Future. Let Ur'Dreams star’ve or die in it with me.  #Drowned #In'a #Wife #Found’ve #a'Chronic #Infatuation #Weep #Wísh #Believe #Awake #Sentthougths #I'wonna #See #Feel #Intendedfall #Ghosthand #Touch #Mymind'mouth #Helpmebreath'sleep #I #HoĮd #For'a #Miracle #Mÿ #GĮove #Growîng #Future #Simpleistrue #We #Needle'Us #Untouchedandarrived #Ur #Bloody #Lucky #Guÿ

[dunebears]

Elephant Totem Song- Ted Hughes

Once upon a time God made this Elephant. Then it was delicate and small It was not freakish at all Or melancholy The Hyenas sang in the scrub You are beautiful-- They showed their scorched heads and grinning expressions Like the half-rotted stumps of amputations-- We envy your grace Waltzing through the thorny growth O take us with you to the Land of Peaceful O ageless eyes, of innocence and kindliness Lift us from the furnaces And furies of our blackened faces Within these hells we writhe Shut in behind the bars of our teeth In hourly battle with death The size of the earth Having the strength of the earth So the Hyenas ran under the Elephant's tail As like a lithe and rubber oval He strolled gladly around inside his ease But he was not God no it was not his To correct the damned In rage in madness then they lit their mouths They tore out his entrails They divided him among their several hells To cry all his separate pieces Swallowed and inflamed Amidst paradings of infernal laughter. At the Resurrection The Elephant got himself together with correction Deadfall feet and toothproof body and bulldozing bones And completely altered brains Behind aged eyes, that were wicked and wise. So through the orange blaze and blue shadow Of the afterlife, effortless and immense, The Elephant goes his own way, a walking sixth sense, And opposite and parallel The sleepless Hyenas go Along a leafless skyline trembling like an oven roof With a whipped run Their shame-flags tucked hard down Over the gutsacks Crammed with putrefying laughter Soaked black with the leakage and seepings And they sing: "Ours is the land Of loveliness and beautiful Is the putrid mouth of the leopard And the graves of fever Because it is all we have--" And they vomit their laughter. And the Elephant sings deep in the forest-maze About a star of deathless and painless peace But no astronomer can find where it is.

[5oil]

https://instagram.com/p/BAF9VC4CgBM/

[furtho]

Detail of a gravestone, Lancashire (via ianduhlig)

[dukeofbookingham-deactivated202]

Me

[carocaromysticalcolour-blog]

[euq]

Magnetic Thoughts pt. 5

[euo]

From Milk and Honey by Rupi Kaur

[colorfulgradients]

colorful gradient 23454

[mustardtigress]

[hammerwood]

this is so pure

[staturn]

I used to hate sleeping because it’s just like being unconscious for eight hours but now I love sleep because it’s just like being unconscious for eight hours

[leaveful]

[visual-poetry]

[visual-poetry]

»in god we trust« by eric amann (1981)

[observando]

[jacksachs]

Bad hair day

[annahollingsart]