fern and moss

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Mon, 29 Apr 2013 20:30:00 -0400

Zangaki, Sphinx and Pyramid of Khafre, 1934

Sun, 28 Apr 2013 19:52:15 -0400

Zangaki, Sphinx and Pyramid of Khafre, 1934

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Sun, 28 Apr 2013 18:37:41 -0400

"I am circling around God, around the ancient tower, and I have been circling for a thousand years,..."

Mon, 22 Apr 2013 09:14:03 -0400

“I am circling around God, around the ancient tower, and I have been circling for a thousand years, and I still don’t know if I am a falcon, or a storm, or a great song.”

- Rainer Maria Rilke

bornbythesea: splicepicturesx: Eden

Sat, 20 Apr 2013 14:14:14 -0400

bornbythesea:

splicepicturesx: Eden

Alexandro Garcia

Sat, 20 Apr 2013 11:06:09 -0400

Alexandro Garcia

artismyhustle: Sun Ra, 1914-1993 Helsinki 1971

Sat, 20 Apr 2013 09:57:38 -0400

artismyhustle:

Sun Ra, 1914-1993

Helsinki 1971

"Grace is wild. Grace unsettles everything. Grace overflows the banks. Grace messes up your hair...."

Tue, 16 Apr 2013 18:17:01 -0400

“Grace is wild. Grace unsettles everything. Grace overflows the banks. Grace messes up your hair. Grace is not tame.”

- Doug Wilson

"You are not naked when you take off your clothes. You still wear your religious assumptions, your..."

Tue, 16 Apr 2013 00:03:08 -0400

“You are not naked when you take off your clothes. You still wear your religious assumptions, your prejudices, your fears, your illusions, your delusions. When you shed the cultural operating system, then, essentially you stand naked before the inspection of your own psyche…and it’s from that position, a position outside the cultural operating system, that we can begin to ask real questions about what does it mean to be human, what kind of circumstance are we caught in, and what kind of structures, if any, can we put in place to assuage the plan and accentuate the glory and the wonder that lurks, waiting for us, in this very narrow slice of time between the birth canal and the yawning grave. In other words we have to return to first premises.”

- Terence Mckenna

Charles W. Cushman, Princess flower, Tiboucina Semidecandra...

Sun, 14 Apr 2013 22:03:00 -0400

Charles W. Cushman, Princess flower, Tiboucina Semidecandra Cogniaux, from Brazil in Strybing Arboretum, G.G. Park, 1954

Henri Cartier-Bresson

Sun, 14 Apr 2013 22:01:33 -0400

Henri Cartier-Bresson

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Sun, 14 Apr 2013 19:31:42 -0400

"I like beautiful melodies telling me terrible things."

Sat, 13 Apr 2013 16:32:26 -0400

“I like beautiful melodies telling me terrible things.”

- Tom Waits

"Light clarity avocado salad in the morning after all the terrible things I do how amazing it is to..."

Sat, 13 Apr 2013 11:42:17 -0400

“Light clarity avocado salad in the morning
after all the terrible things I do how amazing it is
to find forgiveness and love, not even forgiveness
since what is done is done and forgiveness isn’t love
and love is love nothing can ever go wrong
though things can get irritating boring and dispensable
(in the imagination) but not really for love
though a block away you feel distant the mere presence
changes everything like a chemical dropped on a paper
and all thoughts disappear in a strange quiet excitement
I am sure of nothing but this, intensified by breathing”

- Frank O’Hara

"No tree, it is said, can grow to Heaven unless its roots reach down to Hell."

Sat, 13 Apr 2013 11:39:18 -0400

“No tree, it is said, can grow to Heaven unless its roots reach down to Hell.”

- Carl Jung

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Sat, 13 Apr 2013 10:27:18 -0400

image from Albertus Seba’s Cabinet of Natural Curiosities

Fri, 12 Apr 2013 21:22:22 -0400

image from Albertus Seba’s Cabinet of Natural Curiosities

image from the May 1981 issue of Desert Magazine

Fri, 12 Apr 2013 21:13:14 -0400

image from the May 1981 issue of Desert Magazine

"We go into the trees and find a field of wildflowers. Singing, we pick, pick apart and pull together..."

Fri, 12 Apr 2013 21:09:31 -0400

“We go into the trees and find a field of wildflowers. Singing, we pick, pick apart and pull together until heaps of flowers fall out of our arms. Milkweed, queen anne’s lace, indigo, poppies, buttercups. Daisies, lavender, bulbous eyebright, until there are none left. Ants and aphids crawl down our backs like sweat. Bees and hummingbirds vet us, furious. Pollen paints our hands, our skin bakes, basted with inchworm spittle and stems’ broken juices. We find a field of green grass, surrounded by trees. A rash is spreading up my neck. Your eyes water. We picked them all, and never return.”

- Laura Straub, from “Short Love Poem”

"The moon is a white strange world… The moon that pulls the tides, and the moon that controls the..."

Fri, 12 Apr 2013 20:51:09 -0400

“The moon is a white strange world… The moon that pulls the tides, and the moon that controls the menstrual periods of women, and the moon that touches the lunatics, she is not the mere dead lump of the astronomist. When we describe the moon as dead we are describing the deadness in ourselves. When we find space so hideously void we are describing our own unbearable emptiness.”

- D.H. Lawrence, Introduction to The Dragon of the Apocalypse by Frederick Carter