in the conscious drift

"Human deity, Iron will, Hang 'em high, Let 'em fry No mercy, You're mine. I live my own life, I will not give in"

[praguehead]

Pork Magazine #15

[phantastische-illustrationen]

Tor zur Hölle 2 (Illustrator - Alfred Kubin)

[elitebeaversquad]

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[stephaniestrange74]

Promo shot, can’t believe that today this picture is a collector’s item

[sictransitgloriamvndi]

Lucifer and His Commanders in Hell ~ by François Chauveau…

[mortem-et-necromantia-deactivat]

Akshobhya Shiva suckling Ma Tara , similar form of Mother Tara is worshiped at Tara Pith, West Bengal.

[flesh-hierarchy]

NEW ORLEANS

[throughacidinblood]

Started my new landscaping/construction job today, had to uproot a tree that must have been growing for 30+ years. The roots went 4 feet deep and one of them must have been around 700 lbs, not my idea of fun as I’m against the idea of uprooting trees to begin with. Anyway I’m making good money and it sounds like I may get to see Los Crudos rehearse tonite with my friend, so I’m still stoked.

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[goddessoftheblackcoast]

[windhand]

[dissidentaggressor77]

[vinylespassion]

Rock-Ola by David A. Hardy.

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(via Destruction Unit - “If Death Ever Slept”)

goodbye

[ascetichouse]

For two years now, the psychedelic Destruction Unit has been keeping the world waiting for a new album. And it’s not because they’ve grown up or gotten soft, rather because they’ve been in the streets and in your backyards, pushing the freek agenda and imminentizing the alien-eschaton. They’ve been up and down and all around this globe, battling the greedy club owners, show promoters and control pigs to bring the new American heavy underground through your back door. Now here we are, with the psychedelic Unit’s second album for Sacred Bones, Negative Feedback Resistor.

In the spirit of solidarity with the other revolutionary communities of our sisters and brothers, the psychedelic Unit urges you to use this album’s energy, energy your speakers can hardly contain, for its intended purpose: to break the chains which you, at the dawn of your understanding, have fastened around your hands and feet. And to see to it that the thrones of every despot erected within you are destroyed. This is crazed-psychedelic-freek-noise guerrilla warfare and these are our streets. The pigs of the law can use their system to manipulate and censor our messages. The control creeps can keep their airwaves safe and comfortable. But none of them have been able to make us turn our voices or our guitar amps down. Destruction Unit sacrificed their ears to make this album as loud of a statement as possible. Will you lend them yours?