all the mantras have been exhausted. robbed of sanity and clarity I’d welcome the sweet sensation of being struck by lightning.

quivering under the sheets awaiting my punishment

smiertelnepiosenki:

Un homme qui dort (1974)

visual-poetry:

by shirin neshat

rfmmsd:

Illustrator & Artist:

Bayo

“A Wavering Light”

Graphite on Paper, 22” x 30”

2011

“Friends” who stalk my online profiles without actually approaching me: What are you doing?
It’s like you’re coming to my house, creeping through the window to see what I am doing, and then leaving again.

migrated:

change the direction of the train if you concentrate

(Source: dpaf)

amandasautopsies:

Taxidermy mice heads

doloresdepalabra:

Elizabeth Builes

eatsleepdraw:

4ft x 4ft