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let your divinity show

[bellestudy]

[executed-deactivated20161004]

[mother-lee]

“Looking at Appalachia.” Jesse Barber. 12/1/19. Marion, McDowell County, NC.

[headspace-hotel]

"Lightning," poem assembled from quotations from Wikipedia articles

[re-0000]

Mikhail and Lucifer kitchen knives

[before-life]

The nave of Notre Dame, Paris, France (photo by Lauren)

[keymintt]

scribbles and doodles, but they’re all about wings

[gossamer-feathers]

Divinity is a splitting headache, fire eating its way down my throat, the blunt scrap of nails up and down my arms again and again to let it out let it out let it out. It shouldn’t fit. How does it fit into a body so fragile?

Divinity is creaking bones, the sharpness of each vertebrae shifting wrong wrong wrong. It is teeth shredding through lips, and ankles cracking with each rolling step. It is ribs straining against lungs carrying the breath of a still-living star.

Divinity is burning eyes. Burning as it tries to slip through the thinness of them. Burning as images imprint themselves on my eyelids, the lightning of holiness. Stardust is staining my eyes. They are dripping ichor.

Divinity is eating me alive, and leaving glimmering crystal sconces in it’s wake. I open my arms and welcome the devouring. It will shape me, remake me. I am eager for the Awakening.

Divinity takes no prisoners.

I am not a prisoner.

[ghostinthechoom]

"The Hill Of crosses / Kryžių" in Northern Lithuania.

[cottaqecore]

source

[angelbesa]

[sailorgl00m-deactivated20230611]

[hobo-shades-blog]

[middleamerica]

Christ Died for the Ungodly, 1936, Margaret Bourke-White

[thejarlofwhiterun]

Pandora (detail) Jules Joseph Lefebvre French, 1882 Oil on canvas

[keymintt]

scribbles and doodles, but they’re all about wings

[eliselaserre]

Kunsthistorisches Museum, Vienna // July 19, 2017