The Mystical Lion

The Mystical Lion (see also mysticallionsmind.tumblr.com)

[the-enchanted-little-star]

[mysticallion]

G’nite. Luminous dreams.

[pmamtraveller]

Sisyphus Rests by Tim O'Brien

[coolcomicbookcovers]

[pmamtraveller]

“Pause at the Edge” by Cuban artist Tomás Sánchez.

[mysticallionsmind]

“Never break a poet’s heart. They will immortalize you.”

— (via mysticallion)

[yorgen-sh]

[countrygypsywt]

[this-old-stomping-ground]

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[thememedaddy]

[fravery]

Elena Wuest, Airy Garden (2025)

[validblogname]

[sometiktoksarevalid]

[monamoni]

[mutant-what-not]

[mysticallion]

We oscillate between hope and fear Between past and present, far and near Good and evil, right and wrong, Low and high, short and long, Fat and thin, black and white, Summer and winter, day and night. We insist on splitting the world in two. That’s why there’s me and why there’s you. But these are words, not real divides. Surfaces change, depth abides.

~The Mystical Lion

[bebs-art-gallery]

The Mausoleum by the Phantom Painter

[charlesdclimer]

PROCOL HARUM - A Whiter Shade Of Pale - promo film #1 (Official Video)

[mysticallion]

This is definitely one of those “Can I please see the lyrics” songs. So:

We skipped the light fandango

Turned cartwheels 'cross the floor

I was feeling kinda seasick

But the crowd called out for more

The room was humming harder

As the ceiling flew away

When we called out for another drink

The waiter brought a tray

And so it was later

As the miller told his tale

That her face at first just ghostly

Turned a whiter shade of pale

She said, "There is no reason

And the truth is plain to see"

But I wandered through my playing cards

Would not let her be

One of 16 vestal virgins

We're leaving for the coast

And although my eyes were open

They might have just as well been closed

And so it was that later

As the miller told his tale

That her face at first just ghostly

Turned a whiter shade of pale

And so it was later

As the miller told his tale

That her face, at first just ghostly

Turned a whiter shade of pale