Time-Worn Cycles

Decay and Life. Contentment and Despair. aesthetics + poetry. tracking #usersothig.

[dappermouth]

Two stags stood, like mourners, out among the weathered graves.

[dappermouth]

Strange memories which return in our dreams–the old road at dusk, a pale hound in the weeds.

[blacknemera]

Blackbone, 10.07.2018 Artwork © Blacknemera

[crowtesque]

[phvsphvrescence]

P E R S E P H O N E

[artist-courbet]

The Desperate Man (Self-Portrait), Gustave Courbet

https://www.wikiart.org/en/gustave-courbet/the-desperate-man-self-portrait-1845

[mischievousdog]

“He can just barely growl. Bound so tightly with tension and anger, he approaches the state of rigor mortis.“ – David Lynch, The Angriest Dog in the World | 5/31

[morbidfantasy21]

Stillwater by Paolo Giandoso

“By being moved I exert my empire,  making the dreams of night real:  into my body at the bottom of the water  I attract the beyonds of mirrors…”

Rainer M. Rilke

[quiet-nymph]

Photography by Bettina Halas

[littlefireflybigforest-deactiva]

slip

we are the ones who fell through the cracks unseen & unheard & just how the hell are you going to save us now? 10.23.2009

[morbidology]

Reporters never know whether to refer to Tsutomu Yamaguchi as the luckiest or unluckiest man in the world; Yamaguchi is the only officially recognised survivor of both the Hiroshima and Nagasaki atomic bomb blasts at the end of the Second World War.

Yamaguchi was an engineer with the shipbuilder Mitsubishi Heavy Industries and on the 6th of August, 1945, he was in Hiroshima at the end of a short-term secondment with two of his colleagues. He would later recall that he heard a loud engine noise coming from the sky above him but initially thought nothing of it as Hiroshima was an industrial city and military base. However, what he had heard was the engines of Enola Gay, the US B-29 bomber that would moments later drop the first atomic bomb on the city. Yamaguchi then saw a flash of light before being knocked to the ground unconscious by the force of the bomb. Around 140,000 of Hiroshima’s 350,000 population died instantly. Thousands more suffered burns, Yamaguchi included.

Yamaguchi spent that night in an air-raid shelter which was filled with dying people. The next day, he caught a train 180 miles back home to Nagasaki, which was another industrial city and military base. On the 9th of August, Yamaguchi returned to work and told his colleagues about the horrors he had experienced. They were aghast to discover that one single bomb razed the entire city. Unbeknownst to them, another atomic bomb was heading towards Nagasaki. At around 11:02AM, there was another flash of light as the US Airforce stopped “Fat Man,” a 25-kiloton plutonium bomb which killed nearly 74,000 people and injured a similar number. Miraculously, Yamaguchi survived this second atomic bomb.

Yamaguchi was deafened in one ear and his wounds were bandaged for 12 years. His wife was poisoned from the radioactive fallout and died age 88. The couple’s son - also exposed to the radioactive fallout - died at 59. Yamaguchi’s hellish experience turned him into an anti-nuclear weapons campaigner. He later went on to give talks about his experience in which he expressed his wish for such weapons to be abolished. In 2010, Yamaguchi died at his home in Nagasaki.

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[4096colours]

charcoal cumulus

[aredhels]

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[sothig]

I’m the Tumour in Your Life

I’m a growth on your side,

Cancerous and poisonous

Ripping your heart wide

And failing to seal it shut.

I’m a parasite, except worse.

I suck and suck,

Yet do not gain.

And you suffer,

Gaining naught.

Why do you not kill me off?

I don’t make you happy.

I don’t offer you aid.

I have naught for you.

But yet I stay.-sothig

[unexplained-events]

Roots

‘Roots’ is a creation of Pumpkinrot, who creates new and horrifying things for each Halloween. Roots, according to the creator, is a humanoid creature that emits the smell of decaying flesh to attract ravens or any other Corvid, though is known to eat larger animals. The work put into this creation is beautiful and amazingly detailed, and the other creations on the website are equally worth checking out.

[sothig]

This is awe-inspiringly beautiful if all bluntness is brought

[sothig]

Pitter-Patter

The softness,

It comes closer.

It’s pitter-patter shy,

So shy, so soft,

It floats it’s way into our hearts,

From the deep neglected plains

Of your mind’s love and peace,

Prying it’s bitter-rusted gates

Apart in loving moves.

It’s calming the beasts,

It’s healing their holes,

Healing their horrors,

Bringing the barren bounties

Unto the rotting greyness,

Of a robotic, ravaged soul.

It’s bringing you peace.

Those deep, neglected plains

With every step,

With every trek,

Become green, flourishing fields

The sign of the softness,

It’s encouraging eminence,

The beauty of the green,

The beauty of the deep.

And with every step,

With every stone crept

Towards the centre of the self

Tips of fingers drift away,

Growing petals wilt to brown,

Their life and bounty, shifting slowly,

Until it’s love lies lost

And the softness fades away,

Gone as it came,

With a whisper and a patter.-sothig