This is a lesbian sex party invitation from 1970s San Francisco. I love that it has coffee stains on it, like it was left out on a table for a while.

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This is a lesbian sex party invitation from 1970s San Francisco. I love that it has coffee stains on it, like it was left out on a table for a while.
This is an art piece by Rick Gibson, and yes, it works.
It was placed in different nightclubs for a total of three days, and over 1,200 people decided to pay to use it
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You have to understand: all magic is for pervert shit when the mage is a pervert
which of course every mage is
Of course.
Louise Glück, from an interview with poet in Poets & Writers
Don't mind me I'm just becoming the hierodule of the third temple
having a job is like They're trying to close you off from the cosmos
i think abt anne rice’s answer to “what are your work habits for a novel?” probably every single day
Salvador Dalí. Illustrations for Dante’s Divine Comedy.
Your uncomprehending stares are offerings to my mad god
Tonight!
Rebecca Lindenberg | Interview in The Believer | March 27 2012
[image transcription: McSweeney’s: Why write poetry? Lindenberg: I think there is a general misconception that you write poems because you “Have something to say.” I think, actually, you write poems because you have something echoing around in that bone-dome of your skull that you cannot say. Poetry allows us to hold many related tangential notions in very close orbit around each other at the same time. The “unsayable” thing at the center of the poem becomes visible to the poet and reader in the same way that dark matter becomes visible to the astrophysicist. You can’t see it, but by measure of its effect on the visible, it can become so precise a silhouette you can almost know it.]
There is an aspect of frivolity to esotericism. Every esoteric text implies that someone had the time, energy, and knowledge to write that esoteric text. This is why esotericism tends to flourish when you have a large class of out-of-work intellectuals.
Love magic doll, 4th-Century clay figure with 13 bronze needles, discovered with a lead tablet engraved with a binding spell [3337x5001]
This appeared right next to a @houseofgord post on my dashboard and I swear to fucking god
plus ça fucking change
“You don’t know whether people relate to the breakfast program, because you’ve never fed anybody. You don’t know anything about the free health clinic because you never asked anybody. You don’t know anything about the good that a gun does you, because you never tried one. And we say that if you was born and if you said you didn’t like pears and you never tasted pears, you’d have to be a liar. You don’t know whether you like pears, but you can’t claim that you don’t like pears. The only way that anybody can tell you the taste of a pear is if he himself has tasted it. That’s the only way. That’s the objective reality. That’s what the Black Panther Party deals with. We’re not metaphysicians, we’re not idealists, we’re dialectical materialists. And we deal with what reality is, whether we like it or not.”
— Fred Hampton speaking about how you must practice your theory, or else it’s irrelevant, 1969.
how life feels when there's a sicko on the same disgusting freak wavelength as you