Of The Fallen and Flightless

"You call 911, tell them we're having a fantastic time"

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[sheholdsyoucaptivated]

“MY ARROGANCE KNOWS NO BOUNDS AND I WILL MAKE NO PEACE TODAY, AND YOU SHOULD BE SO LUCKY TO FIND A WOMAN LIKE ME” | Jenny Holzer, “Projections”

[klexquisite]

Important note : this is a projection by artist Jenny Holzer, but the text comes from a poem by Arab American writer Mohja Kahf, ’Ishtar Awakens in Chicago’. Holzer used Kahf’s work with her full agreement, I believe they’ve collaborated several times, but please check out the full context of the poem below.

My arrogance knows no bounds And I will make no peace today And you shall be so lucky To find a woman like me

Today neither will the East claim me nor the West admit me Today my belly is a well wherein serpents are coiled ready to poison the world, and you should be so lucky.

All I have is my arrogance I will teach it to lean back and smoke a cigarette in your faces, and you should be so lucky

No I will make no peace even though my hands are empty I will talk as big as I please I will be all or nothing And I will jump before the heavy trucks And I will saw off my leg at the thigh before I bend one womanly knee

I am poison And you will drink me And you should be so lucky.

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[dankmemesreasonforliving]

[lostwig]

FKA twigs in Versace (SS’18)

[nemfrog]

Sunrise in the Sunrise kingdom. 1904. Book cover detail. 

[dappermouth]

I built a shrine to you in my chest.

[rebel6]

by Anonymous Ink & Idea

[kingkumaaa]

When the whole party is down but your bard is up

[maliciousindungeon]

jack had absolutely no right to go this hard

[bramblepatch]

um excuse me Jack not only may but must go this hard

[deadpretty]

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[breathtakingqueens]

‘On stage, she says, she always felt absolved – nobody was angry with her up there. It was her offstage life that she had to work on. Up there she will climb the scaffolding, holding on with one hand, leaping into the crowd and ripping her top off when she gets too sweaty. After those nights it’s quite hard for her to return to earth. Everything, she explains, starts to take on a magical significance. There will be moments – sitting in a friend’s room watching TV, for instance – when, sleep-deprived and sober, she will be suddenly awed. “Mundane moments become incredibly profound. The performing, the transcendence, then sitting watching TV – all can coexist, and the mundane makes the magical. Maybe I’m trying to hold on to normalcy. Maybe because being onstage has become normal, the pockets of peace seem really wild. But I treasure them.”’ - Florence Welch photographed by Phil Fisk for The Observer (June 2018)

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(by annamcnaughty)

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[randomslasher]

HERE IT IS. I was trying to quote this the other day and I couldn’t think of how it was worded. <3