emperor DOINGKIRK of the ZAIBACH EMPIRE

Poetical & devout ex-Catholic, another Dog Person(tm) with cat needs, alas. Some doodles occasionally (TBD)! Tags are where I meta(-stasize) until Tumblr cuts me off, lol.

[snoopyoftheday]

snoopy of the day

[sorrrowfull]

[yesterdaysprint]

Hartford Courant, Connecticut, March 9, 1906

[cutepilled]

[teomodo]

[owlservice]

Imagine walking around and hearing the gutters and trashcans talking to you. And your teeth of course. No wonder people were religious

[despazito]

Sometimes I'll be looking at bullshit online that I know will just rile me up and I have to think of this image to get myself to stop

[feldfrog]

I’ve recently taken a stand-up comedy apprentice. He's a peasant boy from the local village. He is strong like an ox, and proud, but the stage will break him

[showings]

I was always going to my bookcase for another sip of the divine specific.

Virginia Woolf | The Waves

[weepingwidar]

Else Bostelmann (German-American, 1882-1961) - Saber-Toothed Viperfish Attacking Small Fish (1930s)

[inatungulates]

Chacoan pampas deer Ozotoceros bezoarticus leucogaster

Observed by kennedy-borges-road, CC BY-NC

[historyarchaeologyartefacts]

An ivory seal with a pair of bats China 19th/20th c.[1200x901]

[madronasky]

@bonesandpoemsandflowers 🦇

[allsadnshit]

Sometimes I randomly remember how the most important people of my life from like 6-7 years ago are not in my life at all anymore and that's sort of terrifying and also crazy to realize how you actually can survive loss beyond your comprehension and find happiness stronger and more suited for you if you keep going

[objetpetita]

“‘I have been loved,’ she said, ‘by something strange, and it has forgotten me.’”

― Djuna Barnes, Nightwood

[thunderstruck9]

Gustaf Fjaestad (Swedish, 1868‑1948), Vinterdag vid Racken [Winter Day at Racken], 1904. Oil on lined canvas, 109 x 75 cm.

[geopsych]

Spider web in a hickory tree at the park, the light hitting just right

[luna-azzurra]

The thing about a good character flaw is that it has to be the same thing as their greatest strength just turned up too high. the person who loves deeply and therefore controls. the person who sees everything and therefore trusts nothing. the person who is so loyal they lose themselves. there are no clean villains and no clean heroes and once you understand that in fiction you can't unsee it in people. everyone is just their best quality at the wrong volume.