I was in a very arty film one time. I cut all my hair off. There’s still a trailer lurking on YouTube...I don’t know why I am suddenly sharing this except because I can?

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I was in a very arty film one time. I cut all my hair off. There’s still a trailer lurking on YouTube...I don’t know why I am suddenly sharing this except because I can?
Consulting with the Dead: What does the Scripture Teaches?
Consulting with the Dead: What does the Scripture Teaches?
There is hope only for the living. “It is better to be a live dog than a dead lion!” For the living at least know that they will die! But the dead know nothing; they don’t even have their memories. Whatever they did in their lifetimes–loving, hating, envying–is long gone, and they have no part in anything here on earth any more. (Ecclesiastes 9:4-6|LIVING- Good day friends and welcome to this…
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Of the daughters of dead saints
[I] Katie
Patron saint of bruised knees and torn lips and eyelids the hue of blue-green-purple galaxies
And a porcelain tooth covering the gap in your closed smile
While you-- heroin[e]-thin mother of two
Whose daughter marked her face in black and blue ink
Whose mother held the inkstained child in her lap
Whose bones lie silent
Whose fingers stilled before gathering grey tears
Of a child
Rubbing blue-green-purple galaxies into crushed velvet
Quietly rushing through the back aisle of the church
[II] Priya
Before you rested under grey stones
You were made of bone-tired hands
Raw, rough, callous against baby skin
The gift of an unwanted past
Of sit-there-and-take-it indelicacies
Of blood and dirt and blind terror
Patron saint of those lost to the sides of the road and the red dirt that embeds itself into the body
Stained and staining
Because--they mumbled between gritted teeth--the night was too long, too late, too deep, and too dark for you.
[III] Maya
Bright red underneath eyelids
Pinpricking light between sheets
Patron saint of fear and anger and “Well, it was out of our hands anyways”
Whose mind grew dark and dim
Whose eyes tried to find artistry in the haze of the too-familiar
You painted the tiny arms and legs of your flesh and blood black and blue
The color left by finger-tip imprints
You painted the pillows black
The stain of unwashed eyes against coarse cotton
You painted the walls red
The words “I-don’t-forgive” etched into the memories of those present for your masterpiece.
[I call you out, patron saints of violence and brokenness and endings, who paved the way for your babies and fell victim to the evils of others or the brokenness of self.]
#GagosianParis, #GagosianLeBourget, and #GagosianRome will all be closed tomorrow, Saturday, November 1 for #AllSaintsDay. Normal visiting hours will resume Tuesday, November 4. __________ Image: #NanGoldin, Dead Saints, Venice, 2010, chromogenic print, 40 x 58 3/4 inches (101.6 x 149.2 cm), ed. of 3
KAi Skywalker Feat. Rich Kidd & Moka Only - "Dead Saints"
Kai Skywalker along with Rich Kidd and Moka Only dropped a new track with a message. It's only right you guys listen to it completely and figure out what there message is.
NEW LYRIC VIDEO: Fall City Fall - Dead Saints
Funeralationship- Fall City Fall
I'm in love.