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Cinema Paradiso, 1988

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good parents dont hit their children. good parents dont touch their children inappropriately. good parents dont scream at their children. good parents dont manipulate their children. good parents dont imprison their children at home. good parents dont threaten their children. good parents dont starve their children. good parents dont harass their children.

good parents do not abuse their children.

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in case you don’t know weather to reblog this:

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*kicks your carcass* OMMGGG *kicks it again* EWWW

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i posted about this on my personal, but recently i have become really interested in harrison mayes signs… here’s a snippet of info from an appalachian history website: “Appalachia also had a roadsign painter for God by the name of Henry Harrison Mayes (1898-1986). Mayes, a Kentucky coal miner, began his roadside mission in 1917. Feeling that his life had been spared after a mining accident, Mr. Mayes decided to serve God by sharing the Good News with passing motorists. Mayes used money he made as a free-lance sign painter to support his advertising crusade, an effort that resulted in crosses being erected in forty-four states. All the while Mayes continued to work, full time for 43 years, for the Fork Ridge Coal Company in the mines of Mingo Hollow.”

essentially he went around erecting (without permission!) these big concrete signs in the shape of hearts and crosses that say things like “prepare to meet god” and “make right with god” etc and they’re so strange and beautiful. i had seen photos of them floating around on tumblr but it was really exciting to find one today in mebane, NC. i feel really lucky that one exists here. took lots of cool film and dropped off a roll today so i can share some 35mm photos of these signs. there’s an especially creepy sign in andrews, NC (photo here) it seems like the more interesting roadside things are in the western part of the state, closer to appalachia and the mountains so i was happy to find one in central north carolina.

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“That’s right, keep firing. The first thirty bullets did nothing, bu maybe these will.”

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“Hold on, the guy I tossed in the air a few minutes ago is falling back down.”

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“Oh hell, drive faster! He’s gaining on us!”

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Imagine launching from a soon-to-implode space ship and your only escape was being cocooned in the massive burly arms of Reuben the Gorilla. Imagine him curling over you as you re-enter the atmosphere to act as a heat shield and you can smell the hairs scorching on his back but when you look up all you see is a solemn and calm gorilla face as if this was his one duty in life to fulfill. Imagine realizing there’s no possible way you could survive landing in the ocean at your velocity but the gorilla reconfigures into what is unmistakably the most elegant diving pose you’ve ever bore witness to, one arm pointed towards the sea and the other pressing you into his massive gorilla body, protecting your head from impact with the overhang of his pectorals. Imagine the cannon-like crack of piercing the water surface, how for a moment the sheer mass of gorilla surrounding you protected you from all contact with the water though you should’ve been entirely submerged; imagine the shocking immobilizing coldness of the ocean enveloping you a hundred feet down in the water, and as you slowly drown in the salty sea the gorilla grabs your hand and kicks with all his stubby little gorilla-legged might towards the surface. Imagine fainting before you breach, your last sight being gorilla hairs waving in the current, so peaceful, so warm.