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A reader on the New York subway, photo by Inge Morath, 1957
everyone is trying. to get to the bar…the name of the bar? the bar is called heaven….the band in heaven they play my favorite song..play it once again…play it all night long. heaven! heaven is a place! a place where nothing. nothing ever happens (x2) ….there is a party. everyone is there. everyone will leave. at exactly! the same time. it’s hard to imagine..that nothing at all…could be so exciting. could be so much fun. heaven! heaven is a place! a place where nothing. nothing ever happens (x2) when this kiss is over. it will start again. it will not be any different. it will be exactly the same. it’s hard to imagine! that nothing at all! could be so exciting! could be this much fun! heaven! heaven is a place! a place where nothing. nothing ever happens……heaven! heaven is a place! a place where nothing. nothing ever happens……………
Detail of The Life of Saint Dymphna (1505) by Goswin van der Weyden
Joan of Arc's signature taken from her letters.
Joni Mitchell “The Way It Is”—CBC TV Toronto, ON, January 21, 1968.
Czech Republic, poster for The Lion in Winter (1968). Design by Jiří Šalamoun, 1973.
Richard, Count of Poitou turns his back on his father and pays homage to Philip II, King of the Franks (AD 1188)
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“You don’t have a soul. You are a soul. You have a body.” ~ C.S. Lewis
Faun and Mermaid by Franz von Stuck (German Impressionist, 1863-1928)
It is happening again.
“Lonely Souls″ | Twin Peaks
for the 5 brigitte fans out there
my lawyers have asked me to state publically and for the record that i specifically asked if nobody would rid me of this turbulent priest. the subsequent death via my vassal knights of anyone who isn't a priest (and my lawyers agree i have a strong case with my point that an archbishop of canterbury would not usually be referred to as "a priest") can have had nothing at all to do with my unfortunate outburst at dinner that one evening, and people need to stop saying the two events are connected or i will have yet another job for my lawyers.
also if anyone knows how to get un-ex-communicated quickly and easily please let me know. thanks in advance.
(thomas becket stans DNI, especially if you are pushing for his canonisation which if you ask me is very premature and also he was mean to me which i think should automatically exclude him from consideration for sainthood.)
Ophelia Drowning ~ 1895 ~ Paul Steck (French artist, 1866-1924)
Dr Martens Di Paolo Pascal 1460 boot emblazoned with The Annunciation, a painting by Giannicola Di Paolo-which features the archangel Gabriel handing a lily, the symbol of purity, to the Virgin Mary.
northernblots: Once there was a girl named Jenny. She was like all the other girls, except for one thing. She always wore a green ribbon around her neck.
Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
when ozymandias king of kings tells u to look upon his works and despair but, boundless and bare, the lone and level sands stretch far away
I said, “Honey, I don’t feel so good, don’t feel justified. Come on, put a little love here in my void.” He said, “It’s all in your head.” And I said, “So’s everything.” But he didn’t get it. I thought he was a man but he was just a little boy.
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