Him, proud & majestic.
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Him, proud & majestic.
PATRICK SÜSKIND — Perfume: The Story of a Murderer, transl. by John E. Woods, (1985)
friendly reminder that the age of technology is coming to an end and a new age of blood magic and dark rituals will take its place
Man’s head is raised toward heaven, and for this reason he finds nowhere to repose it on earth.
LOUIS CLAUDE DE SAINT-MARTIN — The Writings of Louis Claude de Saint-Martin, cited in A Dark Muse: A History of the Occult [Ed. Gary Lashman], (2004)
Peter Marlow Landmark Trust property Kingswear Castle. New Year. Devon. England (1998)
𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟾, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟼 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
“Do you make a habit of saying ominous things?”
“I am an ominous thing.”
“I am such a hollow creature; with no heaven inside my chest, and hell deserted bones. Was I born a souless shell or did the world drained my ichor veins?”
— desecrated, b.s.h
when u look at 2017 and think “oh that’s only like 3 years ago” and it’s actually 12,000 years ago and everything is gone and everyone you know has been reduced to ash and the world is completely different
28 June 1926 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov