ninharia

nathan mattes schäfer

[venacollective-blog]

by the amazing Juan Rulfo (author of Pedro Paramo and The Burning Plain)

[frankocean]

SPENDING TIME

SPINNING OUT TOWARD

A DESIRE THAT WASN’T PURE

BORN BEFORE THE VIRUS WAS CURED

PITCH PERFECT

VIOLINS ON THE FLOOR

FAST FORWARD LININGS ON MY SKULL

TYPE OF DESIGN I COULD AFFORD

FAST FORWARD BANDS OUT

GOT THEY HANDS OUT

LIKE THEY’RE ACKNOWLEDGING THE FÜHRER

REWIND NAS TRACK 6

REWIND DANCE CRAZES

READ MY MIND

FREED MY MIND

FEED MY MIND

MAKES SENSE

JUST LIKE MIRRORS ON THE WALL

JUST LIKE SITTING ON ME

RAW IN MIRRORS SEEN IT ALL

COULD MAKE TWO

A PIECE OF MIND

FLICKING ASH

POURING A HALF

DONT POUR IN A GLASS

POUR IT IN FOAM

THAT’S WHITE LIKE EGGSHELLS IN MY OMELETTE

MY EARLOBES ARE YELLOW LIKE THE YOLK IS RUNNING

MY BRAINS ON DRUGS

I STILL HAVE NO PEACE OF MIND

FUCK

WOOF WOOF DOGS IN THE PLACE

LOOSE TOOTH LOST IN THE FRAY

ROOF LOST IN THE WRAITH

ROOF LOST ON THE WAY

FREEWAY

NO ROZAY

BRUTE FORCE

BRUT CHAMPAGNE

TELL THE FRONT DESK TO CUT NEW KEYS

RESERVED IN THE MERCER FOR TWO YEARS

IN TWO SUITES

TOOK OUT THE BED LIKE ITS FUCK SLEEP

ILL SMACK A BITCH LIKE ITS HOT HANDS

FIRED THE LABEL LIKE FUCK BRANDS

COMFORTABLE LOW NIGGA FUCK XANS

COMFORTABLE SLOW WHO THE FUCK RAN

NOTHING IS SWEET

NOTHING IN TANK SWEET

ITS JUST A TANK P

SALT ON A SLUG

SODA ON SLUGGED TEETH

CHEWING ON NOTHING

UR TWEAKING OR SOMETHING

UR SPEAKING SPEAK UP THEN

UR THINKING UR OVERTHINKING

ONE BLINK AND IM PRECUMMING

THAT COULD TURN EVERY NO ONE

INTO SOMEONE

[fuckindiva]

The Third Man (1949)

[photosofkanyee]

GHOST TOWN

[photo-square]

[civilcrw]

[ihadadreamiwantedtolickyourknees]

frank ocean’s performance at fyf was a beautiful experience

[eunathanschafer]

playlist de fim de tarde

[skondensowane-mysli]

[shampainkarma]

[lsleofskye]

new impressions, fresh thoughts

[eskapissmus]

The distance between language and image is always the same.

Italo Calvino, Cahiers du Cinéma, 1966 (via eskapissmus)

[mokurenn]

[fuckyeahfranzkafka]

By your side I’m most quiet and most unquiet, most inhibited and most free.

Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena (via fuckyeahfranzkafka)

[soundsof71]

Patti Smith at New York’s Chelsea Hotel, 1971, by David Gahr

[allthingseurope]

St. Florian Monastery, Austria (by Wolfgang Grilz)

[torpublishinggroup]

Artist Chris Riddell has created gorgeous illustrations for Neil Gaiman poem, “Locks.” Check them out here!

[neil-gaiman]

they are gorgeous.