[yvesolade]

“What is it like to be a prophet? Everywhere Cassandra ran she found she was already there.”

— Anne Carson, “Cassandra Float Can” (via atreides)

[sunisglowing]

Eve couldn’t leave Adam because Adam was the only man on earth.

This significantly lessened her options.

She also couldn’t leave him because they shared a rib. If they strayed too far from one another, her left side began to moan, as if to warn of rain.

Adam couldn’t leave Eve because she was the only woman on earth. She was his earth. But even if she weren’t, Adam couldn’t leave Eve because she was the only thing that ever made him wail or roar or lust or laugh

until his one lonely rib ached in his throbbing chest.

— Storm, Instructions for Travelling West by Joy Sullivan

[alittlekendoll]

arousal! repulsion! arousal! repulsion! arousal! repulsion! arousal! repulsion!

[womancorpse]

These Days People Are Really Selling Me on California, from Instructions for Traveling West, Joy Sullivan

[derangedrhythms]

A. S. Byatt, Possession

[cosmonautroger]

Andrei Tarkovsky, Mirror, 1975

[kestarren]

Kunstkammerai, from one of the 'Island' sets.

[heavenlyyshecomes]

there is a level of seduction that exists beyond the body. something less tangible, and perhaps more potent. anais nin understood this idea about how desire does not begin with touch but with language, perception, and the sharp electric pull of a mind that challenges and excites you. in her journals, desire is not just a physical hunger but a hunger of the intellect, an unraveling of thought before an unraveling of the body. to be drawn into someone’s mind, to feel their thoughts press against your own, can be more intoxicating than any physical closeness.

—Caitlyn Richardson, 'can intellectual intimacy replace physical desire?', in milk fed

[flowerytale]

Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks 1964-1980

[justsomeguycore]

#mycorner #mymonstrousneeds

[nathanbates]

[gowastingthedawn]

[sacredwhores]

Giorgio Mangiamele - Clay (1965)

[robert-hadley]

Dutch Delft tiles

[maliusaidh]

[serratedpens]

Tourist, Sonia Feldman

[feral-ballad]

Courtney Marie Andrews, from Old Monarch: Poems; “Bridle Path (Longing in lyttelton)”

[Text ID: “Desire and longing are the only shoes / you need to climb mountains. / I hope to see you soon. / I’ve made it to the top.”]

[misericordiia]

the eyes of someone who just vomited carry a vulnerable acceptance to grief only known in portraits of saints