Rags and Feathers

Art for the eyes and the ears. Original words unless stated otherwise; borrowed images unless stated otherwise. And ©, yo.
tractata:

Snow at Zojoji Temple, Shiba, Kawase Hasui, woodblock print, 1925.
(Цел в живота: да притежавам поне една негова картина.)

tractata:

Snow at Zojoji Temple, Shiba, Kawase Hasui, woodblock print, 1925.

(Цел в живота: да притежавам поне една негова картина.)

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“The body was certainly not the self, and the game of the senses wasn’t, and in the same way neither thoughts, nor the rational mind, nor learned wisdom, nor the learned ability to draw conclusions and to develop new thoughts from prior ones was the self. No, this world of thought was also still on this side…”

– Siddhartha - Herman Hesse
shrbr:

Michael Schmidt

This is so subtle but the body language is potent— even across that little white line.

shrbr:

Michael Schmidt

This is so subtle but the body language is potent— even across that little white line.

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This reminds me of backpacking around the base of mount hood. It rained incessantly- it really did not stop for more than minutes- but when we were heading out, we passed a clearing on our trail that showed us exactly what the mountain looked like from our elevation. The scale made trees look like blades of grass and made me wonder what exactly that made me

This reminds me of backpacking around the base of mount hood. It rained incessantly- it really did not stop for more than minutes- but when we were heading out, we passed a clearing on our trail that showed us exactly what the mountain looked like from our elevation. The scale made trees look like blades of grass and made me wonder what exactly that made me

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deadpretty:

perfect.

deadpretty:

perfect.

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bohemianshoebox:

b&w jewelled girl

bohemianshoebox:

b&w jewelled girl

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Moved to Wordpress

because no one here reads my shit

http://lunarspice.wordpress.com/

Trash

Feeling awfully disoriented inside this skin of outlines and outward-facing mirrors.

Walked out on the one who fills me in to see if I could do it myself;

I can’t.

and now my reflective armor sees only a retiring back.