memento mori

Cal 22 | he / him

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Arnold Bocklin

The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse

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“We wear clothes, and speak, and create civilizations, and believe we are more than wolves. But inside us there is a word we cannot pronounce and that is who we are.”

— Anthony Marra, A Constellation of Vital Phenomena (via larmoyante)

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They call themselves Imohag, translated as free men.

The most striking attribute of the Tuareg is the indigo veil, worn by the men but not the women, giving rise to the popular name “the Blue Men of the Sahara”, or “Men of the Veil”. 

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“I am getting so strong again that I hardly know myself. It is as if I had passed through some long nightmare, and had just awakened to see the beautiful sunshine and feel the fresh air of the morning around me.”

— Bram Stoker, from The Collected Prose Works; “Dracula,” wr. c. 1897

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Details from Sacha Goldenberg’s “Flemish Painting” series. 

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After sunset, padded footsteps softly pace down every hall.

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The Color of Pomegranates (1969)

dir. Sergei Parajanov

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The Fall of The Rebel Angels (detail), Sebastiano Ricci

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Asheville Citizen-Times, Kansas, November 29, 1955

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Photography:  Iran - Kashan. Inside the traditional Abbāsi House (late 18th century). Photographer: Nicolas Boyer

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“On a Scary Shelf” by Walter Wick 

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If I have learned anything in this long life of mine, it is this: in love we find out who we want to be; in war we find out who we are.

Kristin Hannah, The Nightingale (via booksqouted)