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The basis of fiction is that people have some sort of connection with each other. But they don't.

I am alone. Waking life consists of confusion, anger, and doubt for all sensations and relationships. I hate being asleep. The nightmares wake me up several hours early to the sounds of psychotic screaming of a man off his meds. I am a son. I must tell myself lies of honor, of love, of meaning to keep myself going. I don't believe in any of these things anymore. I don't remember why I keep trying. I am afraid. The next day brings new struggles and discomforts that can not be avoided. The incessant ringing bites into my skull with no hope of cessation. The great eye stares at me. The feeble wretch motivated only by the thousand little cowardice's. I scratch at the dirt to the sound of popping joints, squirting tubes, and the humming of machinery. I am iron. There is no place for me here. There is no place to rest or safe sanctuary. There is only violence and disappointment. I am afraid of death. Life must be risked to evade it. The end is not glamorous. The turmoil has no power or lesson. I must keep going. I have to keep going.

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Happy pride everyone!!! Kiryu said trans and lesbian rights!

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The Gay Man from LSD: Dream Emulator

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‘Phosphorescent Sea’ (1933) by M. C. Escher

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Combien tu m'aimes (2005)

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Chimera by Jacek Malczewski (1906)

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Ewen Spencer Photography

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The Death of Talos volute krater from 400 to 395 BC, height 75 cm.

Ο θάνατος του Τάλω ελικοειδής κρατήρας 400 - 395 π.Χ., ύψος 75 εκατοστά.

TALOS (Talôs). Was a man of brass, a work of Hephaestus. This wonderful being was given to Minos by Zeus or Hephaestus, and watched the island of Crete by walking round the island thrice every day. Whenever he saw strangers approaching, he made himself red - hot in fire, and then embraced the strangers when they landed. he had in his body only one vein, which ran from the head to the ankles, and was closed at the top with a nail. When he attempted to keep the Argonauts from Crete by throwing stones at them, Medeia by her magic powers threw him into a state of madness, or, according to others, under the pretence of making him immortal, she took the nail out of his vein and thus caused him to bleed to death.

Ο ΤΑΛΩΣ (Τάλως). Ήταν ένας άνθρωπος από ορείχαλκο, έργο του Ηφαίστου. Αυτό το υπέροχο ον δόθηκε στο Μίνωα από τον Δία ή τον Ήφαιστο, και παρακολουθούσε το νησί της Κρήτης περπατώντας γύρω από το νησί τρεις φορές κάθε μέρα. Κάθε φορά που έβλεπε αγνώστους να πλησιάζουν, μεταμορφωνόταν σε κόκκινη - καυτή φωτιά, και στη συνέχεια αγκάλιαζε τους ξένους. Είχε στο σώμα του μόνο μία φλέβα, η οποία ξεκινούσε από το κεφάλι φτάνωντας μέχρι τους αστραγάλους, και έκλεινε στην κορυφή με ένα καρφί. Όταν προσπάθησε να κρατήσει μακριά τους Αργοναύτες από την Κρήτη πετώντας τους πέτρες, η Μήδεια με τις μαγικές δυνάμεις της τον έριξε σε μια κατάσταση τρέλας, ή, σύμφωνα με άλλους, με το πρόσχημα ότι θα τον κάνει αθάνατο, πήρε το καρφί από τη φλέβα του και έτσι τον έκανε να αιμορραγεί μέχρι θανάτου.

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I believe the first time @ganymedesrocks reblogged this awesome Krater was when, in awe, I spotted it on my very first [and still one of my very] tumblr favourite @antonio-m, this time I wish to honor its source, by leaving it in ‘its juices’. Enjoy the Beauty!