take that, postmodernists

crackstyles:

crackstyles:

a bird just flew into my window and is now dead oh my god

now its lying on the cold hard ground

(via furah)

exce-ss-usurrus:

clavicles like hawsers
sternum rotten driftwood
shifting scapulae scything under thin skin

i am nearly nothing
vertebrae a ladder racing up fragile planes of translucence,
diaphanous wing draped gently over bones of prey
more words than muscle
moorings slipping loose

one day i will slide into the ocean
sails sinking through horizon
fluttering in stiff sea breeze
i will wash salt-tears away with the sand and shells
and set my heart aflame,
a lantern for the way beneath the tides.

chickenmarinara:

ATTENTION EVERYONE: Spread this shit like WILDFIRE.

This is a picture of a mannequin dressed as Obama and hung at a Shell gas station in Mandarin (Duval County), Florida. That’s near Jacksonville. I have friends in that area that saw this in person.

As far as I know, there have been no repercussions. That is NOT okay.

We need to take a stand and show that this is NOT acceptable and will NOT go without punishment.

Democrat, Republican, black, white, male, female, etc… We should ALL come together and show that disrespect and intolerance of this magnitude is NOT okay.

If anyone in the area knows exactly which Shell this was, spread the word! As many of us as possible need to walk into that store and raise hell. Phone calls, boycotts, EVERY NEGATIVE REACTION POSSIBLE needs to happen. As soon as I can make it down to Fla, I will personally walk into that store and punch the ignorant, racist, ass hole responsible for this square in the FACE.

Since when is murder funny? Since when is taking the life of another human being ACCEPTABLE AND HUMOROUS? Especially the President of our United States?!

I’m so mad I can barely form words.

THIS IS NOT OKAY.

(via biggestdorkintheworld)

R.I.P. to the 2,976 American people that lost their lives on 9/11.
R.I.P. to the 48,644 Afghans and R. I. P. to the 1,690,903 Iraqi people who paid the ultimate price for a crime they did not commit & the hundreds of thousands of Palestinians who experience this every day.

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snoipahkat:

once in elementary school i got a D on a test and i legitimately thought my parents were going to kill me so at recess we had a funeral and my friends picked me flowers and pieces of grass and let them blow away in the wind it was very dramatic i cried

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anthroticism:

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just-breezy:

People hold a makeshift funeral for a humpback whale that died on a beach in Canada. It died at low tide in White Rock, British Columbia, a few hours after beaching itself. It was found to be tangled in a fishing net and authorities are now trying to track down the owner of the net. After the whale died, local people held a makeshift funeral – gathering to pay their respects and laying flowers.  Photograph: Canadian Press/Rex Features

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exhibition-ism:

Makoto Aida’s impeccably detailed painting entitled  “Ash Color Mountains”

(via exhibition-ism)

an amazing series by john wentz!

hi-fructose:

After witnessing a brutal act of violence near his San Francisco home, John Wentz coped with the trauma for months, regularly visiting a therapist and painting non-stop to heal the pain. This cathartic process resulted in a new body of work that Wentz debuted in a solo show titled “Synthesis” this past Friday at 111 Minna Gallery in San Francisco. An exploration of the formation of the psyche starting from childhood, the drawings and paintings show a mysterious protagonist in a gas mask wandering a desolate world populated by crows. Realistically rendered figures are smudged and backgrounds are obliterated, creating the sensation of walking through a void. An avid comic book fan, Wentz explained that the formation of a superhero’s alter ego echoes in the undertones of the works. The gas mask functions as a way of changing the character’s identity in the same way a spandex costume does in graphic novels; the crows often exude blank speech bubbles as if they are at a loss for words. The unassuming lead character in this bleak atmosphere serves as a reminder that we are all the protagonists in our own hero’s journey. Take a look at some photos from the opening night. - Nastia Voynovskaya