December 22, 2013   31 notes

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December 22, 2013   97 notes

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December 21, 2013   289 notes

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December 18, 2013   541 notes

Yeah, when I was only seventeen
I could hear the angels whispering
So I drove into the woods
And wandered aimlessly about 
Until I heard my mother shouting through the fog
It turned out to be the howling of a dog

Or a wolf, to be exact
The sound sent shivers down my back
But I was drawn into the pack and before long
They allowed me to join in and sing their song

So from the cliffs and highest hills
Yeah, we would gladly get our fill
Howling endlessly and shrilly at the dawn
And I lost the taste for judging right from wrong

For my flesh had turned to fur
Yeah, and my thoughts they surely were
Turned to instinct and obedience to God…

On the day that I turned 23
I was curled up underneath a dogwood tree
When suddenly a girl
Her skin the color of a pearl
She wandered aimlessly, but she didn’t seem to see
She was listening for the angels just like me

So I stood and looked about
I brushed the leaves off of my snout
And then I heard my mother shouting through the trees
You should have seen that girl go shaky at the knees!

So I took her by the arm
We settled down upon a farm
And raised our children up as gently as you please

And now my fur has turned to skin
And I’ve been quickly ushered in
To a world that, I confess, I do not know
But I still dream of running careless through the snow…

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December 18, 2013

She comes back to tell me she’s gone
As if I didn’t know that
As if I didn’t know my own bed
As if I’d never noticed the way she brushed her hair from her forehead…

Graceland, Paul Simon

December 14, 2013   44,941 notes



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December 13, 2013   2 notes

#Exploding #electric #mended heart and #crossbones #drawing from the #sketchbook


#Exploding #electric #mended heart and #crossbones #drawing from the #sketchbook

December 13, 2013   3 notes
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buffalo-divine-eden-no7: Dreams Stefana Argirova


buffalo-divine-eden-no7Dreams Stefana Argirova

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December 12, 2013   18 notes

Eduard Veith, Ein Wiederfinder. Strange Tears.


Eduard Veith, Ein Wiederfinder. Strange Tears.

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December 11, 2013   11 notes

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December 11, 2013   30,989 notes

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December 9, 2013   5 notes

Saraswati is the Hindu goddess of knowledge, music, arts and science. She is a part of the trinity of Saraswati, Lakshmi and Parvati. All the three forms help the trinity of Brahma, Vishnu and Shiva in the creation, maintenance and destruction of the Universe.

In Hinduism, Saraswati represents intelligence, consciousness, cosmic knowledge, creativity, education, enlightenment, music, the arts, eloquence and power.

The goddess Saraswati is often depicted as a beautiful woman dressed in pure white, often seated on a white lotus, which symbolizes that she is founded in the experience of the absolute truth. Thus, she not only has the knowledge but also the experience of the highest reality. She is mainly associated with the color white, which signifies the purity of true knowledge.

December 6, 2013   21 notes

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December 5, 2013   70 notes