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[wildlifediary]

dylanroyalwildlife

Who’s watching who?

[uffda3000]

✨dEveLoPmENt✨

Arizona, 2022

[mubi-dick]

1997

[philosophybits]

Reason has never really directed social reality, but now reason has been so thoroughly purged of any specific trend or preference that it has finally renounced even the task of passing judgment on man’s actions and way of life. Reason has turned them over for ultimate sanction to the conflicting interests to which our world actually seems abandoned.

Max Horkheimer, Eclipse of Reason (via philosophybits)

[deepseacurrent]

H_U_M_I_D_I_T_Y

[sexhaver]

Bernard Tschumi, Advertisements for Architecture (1976-1977)

[discardingimages]

the Dragon and the Woman clothed with the Sun

Bamberg Apocalypse, Reichenau ca. 1010

Staatsbibliothek Bamberg, Msc.Bibl.140, fol. 29v

[dappledwithshadow]

Frank Wilbert Stokes

[mubi-dick]

[mubi-dick]

“Bosch's symbols probably came from the secret, proverbial, heretical language of certain 15th-century millennial sects, who believed that, if evil could be overcome, it was possible to build heaven on earth. Many essays have been written about the allegories to be found in his work. Yet if Bosch's vision of hell is prophetic, the prophecy is not so much in the details - haunting and grotesque as they are - as in the whole. Or, to put it another way, in what constitutes the space of hell.

There is no horizon there. There is no continuity between actions, there are no pauses, no paths, no pattern, no past and no future. There is only the clamour of the disparate, fragmentary present. Everywhere there are surprises and sensations, yet nowhere is there any outcome. Nothing flows through: everything interrupts. There is a kind of spatial delirium.

Compare this space to what one sees in the average publicity slot, or in a typical CNN news bulletin, or any mass-media commentary. There is a comparable incoherence, a comparable wilderness of separate excitements, a similar frenzy.

Bosch's prophecy was of the world-picture that is communicated to us today by the media under the impact of globalisation, with its delinquent need to sell incessantly. Both are like a puzzle whose wretched pieces do not fit together.”

John Berger

[wrathofgnon]

“Like an all-devouring conflagration, ‘progress’ scours the Earth, and the place that has fallen to its flames, will flourish nevermore, so long as man still survives. The animal- and plant-species cannot renew themselves, man’s innate warmth of heart has gone, the inner springs that once nurtured the flourishing songs and sacred festivals are blocked, and there remains only a wretched and cold working day and the hollow show of noisy ‘entertainment.’ There can be no doubt: we are living in the era of the downfall of the soul.” — Ludwig Klages, Man and Earth, 1913

[buffalo-divine-eden-no7-deactiv]

Today we live so cowed under the bombardment of this intellectual artillery(the media) that hardly anyone can attain to the inward detachment that is required for a clear view of the monstrous drama. The will-to-power operating under a pure democratic disguise has finished off its masterpiece so well that the object’s sense of freedom is actually flattered by the most thorough-going enslavement that has ever existed.

Oswald Spengler (via buffalo-divine-eden-no7)

[mubi-dick]

[mubi-dick]

We were riding through frozen fields in a wagon at dawn. A red wing rose in the darkness.

And suddenly a hare ran across the road. One of us pointed to it with his hand.

That was long ago. Today neither of them is alive, Not the hare, nor the man who made the gesture.

O my love, where are they, where are they going The flash of a hand, streak of movement, rustle of pebbles. I ask not out of sorrow, but in wonder.

- Czeslaw Milosz

[henry-cavill]

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[mubi-dick]

“When I smile for a moment and take your hand, let's you and I take a walk Listen, the wind erases even the voice that says, "There's nothing more that can be done.”

[history-museum]

History of Colour

[history-museum]

I retouched the marble bust of emperor Caracalla.