Dios ha muer­to.

The blood that courses through your veins is like the sap that courses through the trees. When the Earth in your bones returns to the ground perhaps then you will remember that this land doesn't belong to you, it is you who belong to this land.

[love-personal]

[neckkiss]

[nblvo]

[winterfellis]

[winterfellis]

[induccionalahipnosis]

[caitmceniff-deactivated20190131]

[spiritual-vibrations]

[spiritual-vibrations]

[simena]

Domenico Fiasella (detail)

[burayagelkedicikk]

[echeveriia]

framing mt. jefferson

[reblololo]

[danielodowd-deactivated20170124]

[hippii]

[bombing-deactivated20130413]

[everythingfox]

kis