Christina Ricci - The Face, October 1998
Attack of the roaches
She stands in the shadows
slipper held high above her head like a sword taking aim
our eyes cross
and she retreats
I walk on, to relieve my bowels…
No one acts that way without guilt
why cower from me?
the first born
because I must know something, I must be old enough to be strong enough to remember enough
but I will not threaten her
Instead, I walk on and piss in the roach infested room
just like her they flee
I will let her continue to disintegrate,
dig out her own eyes for she fears to see anymore
I will let her grow paranoid like Lady Macbeth
While my hands are clean
I know I have done nothing to be part of it
so do not so much as look me in the eye or plea for help with matters of your own doing
Let them all go mad by themselves
Constant pacing through the night
Cough and vomit, I stir not
no sleep for the aged
rustle, rustle, rustling…until the sunrises…when they will hide
like clockwork- the difference between night and day
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Judith (ca. 1540) by Jan Sanders van Hemessen
There are some things I will never have, because I was once denied and I will never forget- others will make amends but my place is not at that table, my place is to walk away/ clear it all like a bush fire- linger on no one else’s hurt trusting they will all be fine- their health never had a thing to do with me and I will find my dawn else where…anywhere but here…I will keep walking till I find mine
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Valerie a týden divů [Valerie and Her Week of Wonders]Jaromil Jireš, 1970](http://24.media.tumblr.com/b91a46634d70f0f724d9ce4906eac2f8/tumblr_mn86frCGb91r0btqdo1_500.jpg)
Valerie a týden divů [Valerie and Her Week of Wonders]
Jaromil Jireš, 1970
We are cannibals, longing to fill and be filled by another- to consume, eat, take in the other. A man wants to be eaten, wants to be held, feel himself within like the confinements of the primordial womb forever and every woman is a vampire-mother whether virgin, young woman, mother or crone- they are are all containers needing to be filled. If a pregnant woman craves sex it is only because she is so excited by what is already within her and it does not satisfy her quench, she wants to stretch even further…
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This photo was reblogged from ohmothernature and originally by sweetlilmia---o---my-deactivate.
“Damaged people are dangerous, they know they can survive” Damaged, starring Julliette Bonoche and Jeremy Irons
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Owen Land (formerly known as George Landow), New Improved Institutional Quality: In The Environment Of Liquids And Nasals A Parasitic Vowel Sometimes Develops (1976)
"Related Articles We are the sky. Love Is: Seeing Yourself in Another. All Life is Letting Go. Three faced horse. {Poetry} Share Me tumblr 10 wicked morsels for living a sexy life. via Kristi Stout on Nov 8, 2012 | 32 comments In the desire to help a friend conjure tools for the complicated areas of life, I spontaneously compiled these morsels of thought which I now wish to share with you. Bits of my favorite quotes compiled with my own life experiences, birthed from my love of sharing love, these Morsels were born. Each of them are followed by a question. I feel that questions are the doorways to personal evolution and give us cause to embark on grand and glorious adventures into the boundless realms. MORSEL I. We must break to become anything different than what we are. Whether it’s a broken bone, a broken habit, a broken marriage, or a broken heart, something must be destroyed before something new can be created. It’s the hardest most soul-wrenching experience—breaking to the utmost of what you always thought you were—but beautifully blazon and raw, wild as a black stallion and so worth the ride. When was the last time you broke? MORSEL II. I could not do this concept better justice than how Henry Miller words it: “Life, as we all know, is conflict, and man, being part of life, is himself an expression of conflict. If he recognizes the fact and accepts it, he is apt, despite the conflict, to know peace and to enjoy it. But to arrive at this end, which is only a beginning (for we haven’t begun to live yet!), a man has got to learn the doctrine of acceptance, that is, of unconditional surrender, which is love.” When was the last time you surrendered to your conflict? MORSEL III. Don’t be limited by feelings of inadequacy. Tell that notion to f*ck off. Life is a grand creative project and self-expression is essential to you. Express yourself, always. Divinely. Exceptionally. Grandly. Utterly. Darkly. Lightly. By self-expression we venture further into ourselves. And by venturing further into you, you can’t help but become transformed. When was the last time you ventured down there? MORSEL IV. Instead of placing your identity in other people, friends, lovers, ex-lovers, family life—because this can be precarious and sometimes detrimental—place it into you and the world. Put your identity into your experiences, not the people who you experience with. Though love the experiences you have with them. And love them. Share, joyously, drunkenly, wildly. This causes you to fall madly in love with life and yourself in a way that empowers you and everyone around you. Spilling love over like beautiful molten lava! Creating an energy where giving becomes your fuel—what builds you. In this sense life becomes perpetual motion and everything—everyone—around you including life, as you live it, becomes your teacher. When was the last time you identified as your experience? MORSEL V. Brought to you by Herman Hesse: “Man is not by any means of fixed and enduring form. He is nothing else than the narrow and perilous bridge between nature and spirit. His innermost destiny drives him on to the spirit and to God. His innermost longing draws him back to nature, the mother. Between the two forces his life hangs tremulous and irresolute."
- 10 wicked morsels for living a sexy life. | Rebelle Society
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