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[sheholdsyoucaptivated]

[steampunk-girl]

Steampunk Girl

[stanleykubricky-deactivated2026]

me when i’m in a goddamn bitch of an unsatisfactory situation:

[ritualcircle]

Lizzy Ansingh - The Witches’ Sabbath (19th century)

[rebel6]

by Anonymous Ink & Idea

[trash-fuckyou]

On the set of EVIL DEAD in 1980

[lamus-dworski]

[thecircle-]

[esthetis]

[the-rain-keeps-us-alive]

[tastefullyoffensive]

They look so content. (via thedocholliday)

[kiderratus]

There is nothing more humbling to me than the field of astronomy. As far as philosophy is concerned, the cosmos undoubtedly has its place. I am but 1 human out of 7,000,000,000, on 1 planet out of 8, in 1 solar system out of 100,000,000,000 solar systems, in 1 galaxy out of 100,000,000,000 galaxies. The odds of you or me even existing is nothing short of a profound mathematical feat. And I feel that the odds of people coming to a full understanding of this truth may be even more of a feat.

If we are aware of this cosmic view, the ultimate truth as I call it, it becomes easy to put everything into perspective. Our lives are only a blink of an eye in astronomical terms. Our little blue planet is just a speck of dust in the cosmic sea. This brief moment we share under the stars should be lived to its fullest potential. Ask yourself: Are you really content with what you are doing, right here and now, in this life? Are you okay with work dictating the majority of your time? Are you content with not contemplating the greatest questions of life? Do you live vicariously through your Netflix account? Are you happy staring at a backlit screen for mental stimulation? Are these the decided choices of our finite time?

What would be the shift in consciousness if we all took out a few seconds of our time every day to contemplate the mere awe of our existence? Try it this instant. We are the product of billions of years of cosmic evolution. We are made from the guts of exploding stars. We aren’t just in the universe, we are the universe. We are the universe interpreting itself! There are so many mind-blowing things to ponder, question, and discover in our lifetimes. We are the only species on earth with the gift of being able to question and yet we have stopped asking the greatest questions of life.

There are eons of nothingness before and after our existence and we are right here, right now, in between them. What are we to do?

[telltale-widower-deactivated201]

“Remember me, try to remember. I am that laughing man with eyes like leaves. When you think that winter will never end, I will come. You will feel my breath, a vine caressing your foot. I am the blue eye of a crocus, opening in the snow, a trickle of water, a calling bird, a shaft of light among the trees. You will hear me singing among the green groves of memory, and the shining leaves of tomorrow. I’ll come with daisies in my hands – we’ll dance among the sycamores once more.” – Lauren Raine, The Green Man

[11roses]

[rockthrowingbutch]

Patronize these kids at your own risk.

[afairyheart]

Keepers of the Wood by:  Настя Мел

[fawnvelveteen]

THE HOUSES OF PARLIAMENT, SEEN FROM VICTORIA TOWER, LONDON, 1934 by EMIL OTTO HOPPE (1878-1972)