FACE THE FIRES

— AND BE PURIFIED.

[lifeinpoetry]

“The outside of me is on fire and the inside of me is empty, empty.”

— Kathleen Glasgow, from Girl in Pieces

[wnq-writers]

I am fire. Do not smother me when I burn. I want to consume. I want to conquer. I will take the forest with me.

laceandlovelies (via wnq-writers)

[howling-suggestions]

Hope burnt into nothing but despair, the ashes coating your throat and keeping you from asking for help.

[dvoyd]

from the ashes he rose anew, like a phoenix; wings spread wide. all he knew was how to burn, and so he burned alive.

come closer, it’s warm near the fire | m.a.w (via dvoyd)

[pyrophantom]

[vurtual]

A homage to Iceland. (by Ben Simon Rehn)

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

And me, with my wounds, with my violent blood, with my painful and untranslatable experiences,

Daniela Crăsnaru, from Letters from Darkness: Poems: “Oxford Street,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[meiselr]

1000 Picspams Challenge | #966 Archetype Inspirations | The Wizard

[meiselr]

Color Palette Challenge #50 - Antigone

[svnddlsnts]

Day 5 - Dude, Where’s Your Shadow?

[snowce]

[heartcountry]

David McNew, Fallen brush glows immediately after the Powerhouse fire passed south of Lake Hughes, California, June 1, 2013

[milamai]

My fire to your fire. My blood to your blood.

by Milamai

[annakareninas]

The Secret History, 1992. 

[endless-unfolding]

but would you know yourself if you weren’t burning

Shane McCrae, from “The Pillar Was a Man He Had Been Stretched So Long and Thin,” BOAAT (Vol. 2)

[de-morte]

I have a heart consumed with bloodstained rage.

Channing M (via de-morte)

[spookydru]

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“These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume. The sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness And in the taste confounds the appetite.”

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Full noon, July. I speak. I want to descend, to fall into this blossoming fire.

Odysseus Elytis, tr. by Olga Broumas & T. Begley, from “First Things First,” (via violentwavesofemotion)