Hey Don’t Cry. The Beauty Of The House Is Immeasurable; Its Kindness Infinite Ok?

Evgeny Sedukhin - “Symphony of the sixth blast furnace” (1979)

landsknecht bimbofication

i love her. and her stupid little haterly actions, like picking the gate or charon shop thing that i really wanted and fucking off with it

With Hades himself gone I'm glad that Nemesis is hanging around in the sequel. Hades needs a hater

taking notes

Tortures

by Wisława Szymborska tr. Stanislaw Baranczak and Clare Cavanagh

Nothing has changed. The body is a reservoir of pain; it has to eat and breathe the air, and sleep; it has thin skin and the blood is just beneath it; it has a good supply of teeth and fingernails; its bones can be broken; its joints can be stretched. In tortures, all of this is considered.

Nothing has changed. The body still trembles as it trembled before Rome was founded and after, in the twentieth century before and after Christ. Tortures are just what they were, only the earth has shrunk and whatever goes on sounds as if it’s just a room away.

Nothing has changed. Except there are more people, and new offenses have sprung up beside the old ones — real, make-believe, short-lived, and nonexistent. But the cry with which the body answers for them was, is, and will be a cry of innocence in keeping with the age-old scale and pitch.

Nothing has changed. Except perhaps the manners, ceremonies, dances. The gesture of the hands shielding the head has nonetheless remained the same. The body writhes, jerks, and tugs, falls to the ground when shoved, pulls up its knees, bruises, swells, drools, and bleeds.

Nothing has changed. Except the run of rivers, the shapes of forests, shores, deserts, and glaciers. The little soul roams among these landscapes, disappears, returns, draws near, moves away, evasive and a stranger to itself, now sure, now uncertain of its own existence, whereas the body is and is and is and has nowhere to go.

Inland Empire relief sculpture I made, all finished and on the wall. Plus he glows in the dark :3

Okay look I know you know who Attaturk was. You mentioned him like half a chapter ago.

you used to be able to get so much clout on here just for making jokes about goku smoking weed or jacking off and shit now you have to find a guy and pull up his shirt and tweak/bite his nipples til he moans and starts bucking his hips and leaking pre through his trackpants

enough flat earth theory, its time for flat earth praxis

i think we shouod terraform earth to make it completely flat because itd be fun