STENCH OF DOGMA

There is no real me: only an entity, something illusory. And though I can hide my cold gaze, and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable... I simply am not there.

[fleurdulys]

Men Shall Know Nothing of This - Max Ernst

1923

[eatsleepdraw]

@abbymjame

[authentic-boredom]

Willi Dorner

© Image courtesy of the artist

[acidbabyviolet]

L$D

[authentic-boredom]

Maik Stöckmann

[heartbreakhur]

[littlewickedthings]

[anamorphosis-and-isolate]

― Rashomon (1950) “I don’t understand my own soul.”

[iamjapanese]

He Huaishuo（何怀硕 Chinese, b.1941）

月落   1970     104 x 68.3 cm  via

[antisum]

It’s been several months in the making, but our hard work has paid off to create an story driven scifi opus. And I can not wait to finally share all the details of who all is involved in this record, in just a few days.

[aesza]

Ernst Steiner

[eatsleepdraw]

Harvest, Heartache, Home

www.scottuminga.com

[thisisnojay]

veres

[nynewe]

They Keep Calling Me (2011)

[darksilenceinsuburbia]

Ben Weiner // Post-Psychedelic Dreams

[lesstalkmoreillustration]

Xuan loc Xuan

[undermatic]