ゴミの心 Gomi no kokoro

The poet knows greatest that words fail. Poetry blog Sanctum Sanctorum Chamber of resonation

[buttonpoetry]

Ollie Schminkey, “Boobs”. Watch Ollie’s FULL POEM!

[everydaymoebius]

[mielparaoshun]

[caringpluto]

the moon has always loved you and will always love you.

[shenice-alisha]

blessed are the women that learn to let go, through pain. anger. struggle. blessed are the women who gain strength from internal battles they’ve spent their whole lives fighting because of dark childhoods. blessed are the women who ache & bruise through love because their mothers were consistent with leaving scars on their hearts & their fathers tore down their innocence & made it seem like a work of art. blessed are the women whose unconditional love is made fun of, but continue to show it off & wear their hopeless romantic badges with pride & honor. blessed are the women who are self assured & stand strong in themselves even after being constantly told to lower themselves because that’s “too much woman for anyone to handle.” blessed are the women whose introversion feels like a burden but power through & walk their paths like they’re certain. blessed are the women whose lives depend on a conversation with God hourly. to keep them sane so they don’t become overwhelmed by their emotional pain.

women, no matter our story. our journey. our past. we are blessed.

please tag artist if known 💫

[weavemama]

THESE ARE ELEMENTS OF TOTALITARIANISM INCASE SOME OF Y’ALL WERE WONDERING

[weavemama]

Source

you know shit is bad when a HEALTH AGENCY can’t say ‘science based’……..

[theriverscribe]

Can’t use “diversity” when talking about ecology or bacteria or genetic populations.

Can’t use “fetus” when talking about diseases that can harm the development in the unborn.

Can’t use “transgender” when analyzing at-risk (for violence, homelessness, drug addiction, or disease) populations of teens and adults.

Can’t use “evidence/science-based” to show how they came to certain conclusions.

The CDC isn’t alone.

HHS has also been made to remove their LGBT information page from their website, and they are gradually dropping questions about gender-identity from surveys.

The EPA hired a firm to investigate their own people to see if any of them show an anti-Trump bias.

Many agencies are no longer allowed to use the phrase “climate change” or even imply that it exists. Even as fires consume the west coast and flooding washed through our cities and towns in the south. ALL DUE TO CLIMATE CHANGE.

We are seeing the systematic destruction of our government agencies that were meant to protect and serve the people. Now, they only protect and serve Trump.

[checkingmyvitalsigns]

[reinacm]

i lay down at night and count the flickering lights like windows to angels’ eyes, and i think that i love you more than there are stars in the sky.

counting stars || r.m. || 8.8.17 (via reinacm)

[poetryandthesea]

‘Home…’, she said, her voice barely more than a whisper. 'It’s a funny word, isn’t it? Something so well known to anyone and still so utterly different in its subjective definition.’ 'What does it mean to you?’, I asked and her gaze wandered off into distance. She did not say a single word for several seconds and when she looked at me again, a frown was wrinkling her forehead. Her lips said 'I don’t know, what about you?’ but her eyes gave away what she did not want to speak out loud; that her home was on the road, at a different apartment each night, constantly under an ever changing sky. So how would I have been able to tell her that I, undeniably, undoubtedly, had found home in the wrinkles when she laughed and that colour when she blushed?

// excerpt from a book I’ll never write j.d.m. (via poetryandthesea)

[i-wrotethisforme]

The person I want to be hates the person you made me.

(via i-wrotethisforme)

[freshmoviequotes]

Man of La Mancha (1972)

[thedeeepquotes]

[trxshratalgernxn]

I don't have a title yet

I can no longer see the flowers of Eden, colours bright and beloved blooming saturation. Born of a rib, before you I was spineless. We'd meet on Sunday's, smiling to the church choir of each other's laughter, hallowed be thy name to happily ever after. I've choked now on the chalice of communion as you no longer commune with me, the goblet drained of life blood, replenished with crimson anguish spilling from wounds finally being discovered. It's not the sly silver tongue of serpents that concern me, more that there exists no life beyond a body for a rib. We were never heaven born but my arrogance deemed you angelic. Your glow and wisdom, a Hermes to me, Aphrodite to me, Hera to me, Athena to me! God struck me down for believing in false idols, hand in hand I struck me down for believing in you.

[just--space]

Blokken, Sortland, Kingdom of Norway: Stars and the Aurora Borealis

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[danger]

[guillemmari]

#Fargo . I love those silent Minnesota winter landscapes. #watercolor and #gouache . • • • #illustration #illustration2017 #instaart #landscape #winter #minnesota #road #snow #art #painting #ibiza #eivissa #mallorca #portocristo

[melisica]

Words are meaningless and forgettable. (I bought this one here)