wotanklan:

So, science is catching up, and finally starts to realize the nature of what we Norse Heathens refer to as "The Voice of the Blood".

ce-sac-contient:

Albert Anker (1831-1910) - Garçon écrivant avec sa petite soeur, 1875 
Huile sur toile (45 x 58 cm)

ce-sac-contient:

Albert Anker (1831-1910) - Garçon écrivant avec sa petite soeur, 1875 

Huile sur toile (45 x 58 cm)

fuckyeahexistentialism:

Bergman och Fårö

speakingparts:

"Don’t you hear that horrible screaming all around you. That screaming, men call silence?"
Jeder für sich und Gott gegen alle [The Enigma of Kaspar Hauser] WERNER HERZOG 1975

speakingparts:

"Don’t you hear that horrible screaming all around you. That screaming, men call silence?"

Jeder für sich und Gott gegen alle [The Enigma of Kaspar Hauser]
WERNER HERZOG 1975


voragot:

Maximilian Pirner - Frenzy, Hatred and Death 

voragot:

Maximilian Pirner - Frenzy, Hatred and Death 

To feel abandoned to oneself, without any help or way out, clothed only in one’s own strength or weakness, with no one to ask for help; to climb from rock to rock, from grip to grip, inexorably, for hours ; with the sense of height and of imminent danger, and the sense of solar solitude ; the sense of unspeakable liberation and cosmic breathing at the end of the climb, when the struggle is over and the apprehension is finally overcome ; the sight of boundless horizons, for miles, and everything else beneath one’s feet-in all this there is truly a catharsis, an awakening and a rebirth of something transcendent and divine.
Julius Evola, “Meditation on the Peaks” (via vandrare)

Although there are advantages to being literate often against those who are illiterate there’s one (often) crippling disadvantage to all who are literate, they are much easier to succumb under manipulation by the suggestion of the written word - thereby becoming hopelessly enslaved to its edicts. That’s the fate of all who rely on the rationale of ‘reason’ and do not possess intuition and willpower.

When I was out in the rain countless drops caressed my face with tender care. Then, I looked about me - at ease under the evening blue sky as the rain fell, the drops beating upon all and as birds sang.

Dando Shaft - Rain
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varlys:

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mirroir:


mia wasikowska in jane eyre directed by cary fukunaga

mirroir:

mia wasikowska in jane eyre directed by cary fukunaga

Beauty is something that burns the hand when you touch it.
Yukio Mishima (Forbidden Colors)