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@lunasdarkness
Waiting at the wrong bus stop you ever get the feeling that something is just not right....?
- one of those deaths -
Yesterday I died again. I guess because of the terrible headache this morning. I've had some breakfast, more like formality, because I certainly am dead. I flipped through the news, waved to myself in the Obituary - I turned out really nice. Then I set in the car, just so I don't forget how to drive. I stopped at a red light to let the dead cross. I was late for work, I spilled hot coffee on the table, went through a pile of papers, broke my teeth on the old sandwich and flipped through some more paper. Then the evening came, so I drove home .......to the grave. I greeted my daed husband. Dear, you need to spend more time with children. Dear, your dinner is cold. Honey, why don't you eat something? Dear, why aren't you talking? - Turn down the TV, I'm going to lie down! Tomorrow I have to die early.
- 15 stories in one poem - (by R. Brautigan)
I hate to bother you, but I just dropped a baby out the window and it fell 15 stories and splattered against the sidewalk. May I borrow a mop?
- contagion - (by Nameless)
Take caution when you peel back the layers of my skull and look inside my mind The human psyche manages to be, perhaps simultaneously the most dangerous and the most breathtaking place to visit. It houses every part of a person. And not all of those parts are ones we want to see. There lives the nightmares, the self hatred, the pain, the hollowed out shapes that were once called hope. It’s too late to turn now shut the lid and walk away pretending you saw nothing until you believe it. You are held in place forced to watch as the black swirls consume that person. But even worse, are the light parts. The pieces of them still filled with color and signs of life. The fire, the innocence, the good that refuse to be taken. Worse are these parts because they force you to realize, as you watch them try to survive, that no matter their will to live, blackness will always cover up light. And as soon as you understand this, a piece of your own mind fades to black.
Internal bleeding because: ...out of respect for the guests and their carpet.
- unwind -
...Day plunged into the nonsense of your steps... I wanted to run as far and as fast as possible from the juices of this imposible timidity, to learn about ME to fit into this face to train the smiles in the light and put marks on the walkout. I hang my arms around the clouds and unsaid softness. Fire me already, damn it! Fire me and write a good recommendation letter for a new master of the modern view. Pin my legs to the armchair carefully placed inside the ship in a bottle... and don't think of the consequences, of my disorientations. Smoke crawled out of my eyes and I feel I'm slowly falling in the space between us. There is nothing but the green walls and headless hysterical laughter, taking what is not allowed shared, or kept, penetrated under the walls of rusted coins. Rotten shadow of my body slowly giving up the shaken foundations.
Love doesn't hurt. What hurts is the realization that THAT wasn't love.
Life is a theater.
Try to live it rather than act (it).
.: how to ease the pain :.
Stitch my eyes before morning, Because light burns with shivers and brings images from my dreams. With your long claws pluck out hope and tear expectations. Destroy the traces of my desire And give me indifference. Take my skin And make that touch never hurts. Give me your wings so I would do the same to the others.
a silent film:.
Someone has cancelled all the sounds and colors.
In this film, I was given a secondary role.
The piano is not in tune.
A pianist plays music for comedies.
I would have laughed, but my mouth is tied.
Only the screen lights up in our darkness. The audience is asked to stop throwing seeds, popcorn and other junk on the floor.
Morticians make living from death, the others die of life.