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paysagemauvais:

The Triumph of Death, detail - Pieter Bruegel the Elder c. 1562 oil on panel 117 cm × 162 cm Museo del Prado, Madrid

paysagemauvais:

The Triumph of Death, detail - Pieter Bruegel the Elder
c. 1562
oil on panel
117 cm × 162 cm
Museo del Prado, Madrid

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Joshua Shaw, The Deluge towards Its Close (1813)

Joshua Shaw, The Deluge towards Its Close (1813)

souppp:

"Even in death, there is no escape."

Uzumaki, Junji Ito

!!!!!

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anotherlostsunday:

SWANS
LIVE AT KOKO 4/4/13

anotherlostsunday:

SWANS

LIVE AT KOKO 4/4/13

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hiddenarithmetic:

This Entire Fucking Battlefield.

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Swans

—God Loves America

tensetrips:

tensetrips:

Wouldn’t be July 4th if I wasn’t posting this on every social media site I have.

Swans » “God Loves America” » 1992

almost forgot

veiuseruiein:

Stalker (1979) - Andrei Tarkovsky
Through the Meat Grinder

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Odilon Redon - Death: I am the one who makes you real; let us embrace

Odilon Redon - Death: I am the one who makes you real; let us embrace

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fieldsofwax:

Symbolism in illustration: War is the Pursuit of Death
by Gustave Doré.

fieldsofwax:

Symbolism in illustration: War is the Pursuit of Death

by Gustave Doré.

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After some hours, the dogs, exhausted by running round, almost dead, their tongues hanging out, set upon one another and, not knowing what they are doing, tear one another into thousands of pieces with incredible rapidity. Yet they do not do this out of cruelty.

One day, a glazed look in her eyes, my mother said to me: ‘When you are in bed and you hear the barking of the dogs in the countryside, hide beneath your blanket, but do not deride what they do: they have an insatiable thirst for the infinite, as you, and I, and all other pale, long-faced human beings do.’

Since that time, I have respected the dead woman’s wish. Like those dogs I feel the need for the infinite. I cannot, cannot satisfy this need. I am the son of a man and a woman, from what I have been told.

This astonishes me… I believed I was something more.

Comte de Lautréamont, Les Chants de Maldoror

humanure:

Mitochondrion - Archaeaeon

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Boduf Songs

—I Am Going Away And I Am Never Coming Back

Boduf Songs - I Am Going Away and I Am Never Coming Back

Stay with me until the hammer cracks my skull for the last time
I’ll stay with you until the blood has drained from you completely