Blood ends and blood begins. Blood ends and light begins. We are broken dams. We are goddamn broken. We are God: dams broken.
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Blood ends and blood begins. Blood ends and light begins. We are broken dams. We are goddamn broken. We are God: dams broken.
Jeremy Radin, from “With These Hands" (via spokenwordacademy)
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Destroy my desires, eradicate my ideals, show me something better, and I will follow you.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Notes from the Underground (via fyp-philosophy)
Sometimes people don’t want to hear the truth because they don’t want their illusions destroyed.
Friedrich Nietzsche - @fyp-psychology (via perfect)
Unclothed by devotion we are unfit for the world. Come as you are to Me
Andal, excerpt of Koli Alaippatan Munnam : The Song for The Clothes (tr. by Priya Sarukkai Chabria)
Then I must be the devil. And she the devil’s bride. Aren’t you lucky, to have fallen in with such exciting people?
Deathless, Catherynne M. Valente (via provst)
Pablo Palazuelo (Spanish, 1916-2007), Nigredo III, 1991. Oil on canvas, 170 x 133 cm.
I want a trouble-maker for a lover, Blood spiller, blood drinker, a heart of flame, Who quarrels with the sky and fights with fate, Who burns like fire on the rushing sea.
Rumi (via thelovejournals)
…Longing, of course, becomes its own object, the way that desire can make anything into a god.
Mark Doty, excerpt of The Death of Antinous (via 7-weeks)
Take her to the balcony to watch the moon drowning in milk.
Mahmoud Darwish (via lesgardenias)