Terrifying. In principle there seems to be nothing extraordinary in this photo, but if you go to the original source (click the image), you’ll reach to the freakish original resolution of 70,000 x 30,000 pixels. Then you can enlarge… and you’ll be able to distinguish every single face in the crowd. Creepy huh?
Some of my favorites
You can see into the apartments near the back, holy crap.
ah but who could forget
rude man interupting kiss
missing girlfriend torso
found torso, actually boyfriend
nicolas cage in disguise
disgruntled michael cera
man holding conversation with half a man
man sharting himself
and everyone in this picture
I FUCKING FOUND HIM
i have so many questions but first of all
(via starryluminara)Source: scienceisbeauty
Ode to The House of the Rising Sun
There is a house in my memory
It’s called a holy name.
It has been the straying of many
A poor soul.
My name was lost in words.
It once meant something.
My love was purer then water.
Until I went to the holy house.
The men would tell the men
To act more like me.
Go to that house with
The holy name and see if you
Can find me.
You will have one foot in your
Sin and one foot in your faith.
I am taking back the place
Of the holy name to wear my
Just let the smoke settle
and look at your prize
a man on a rope
that’s your desire.
Once he had joy
and a place to call home
and once he had
love and love all his own.
Just let the rope bind
and crook the mans neck
like strings of shells
chiming on the old mans deck.
Once he had family
he held them so close
nothing would harm them
until his past reaped them.
Just let the floor fall
and your prize is your’s
but at what price?
Once asked what I
regret most in life,
I said nothing while
my heart knew the
Once asked what is
love, I said no words
could capture it, as
my brain scrambled
to find the words to
tell you I love you.
Once asked what
was wrong and why
the tears caressed
my mind, I said nothing
with the best false
smile i could conjure.
Once asked what lied
beyond death and I
said I had no clue,
as my soul looked
past the veil and into
the purest love ever.
Once asked why,
I said because and
in that simple word
I lost what I meant.
You see when you
let go of the truth
its like pretending to
And a truth is to beautiful
to try and hide, and
the truth I know is that
life is full of regret and
pain and unknowing
but it is also full of love
and beauty and is worth
living no matter what.
(via Show and Tell - Imgur)
Oh hay look, Tumblr found my comic somewhere. Title page is missing, it’s actually called “On The Importance of Space Travel”, not “Show and Tell”. It’s published as part of Volume 5 of an amazing short story anthology called “Flight” which you can find here :)
…Man, I still remember working on those pages, in the dark of a Montreal night one February. Good times.
(via starryluminara)Source: svetlania.com
Hate has all types of forms
but all of them are Ignorance.
No matter who, the hater
is full of Ignorance.
Unwilling to learn and only
willing to prove their side
right and not caring who gets
hurt along the way. Ignorance.
God or not, the fundamental
human being is the same, and
if you persecute one of the other
you are simply breading it. Ignorance.
White or black or yellow or any
color, if you hold one higher then the
other and treat another man as lesser
you are simply full of Ignorance.
If what a man or woman loves
makes you hate them, makes you loath
them with so much depth. Ignorance.
And I have grown tired of the ways
of this. All of the persecution of men
and women. I am tired of the words
full of this poison that you breed.
You ask whats wrong with the world
that an Atheist or Christian may be
ripped apart by one another, well the
problem is YOU and YOUR Ignorance.
It was never because of God, or Love
or Biology, it was simply your pathetic
unwillingness to listen, to learn.
And I have grown tired, I have grown
sorrowful, I have grown into an old man with
stone colored eyes all at the cost of
It is know that a demon resides
within these bones
one that is far beyond terrifying.
It writhes to push the sins of men,
it wishes for release into the world
of light with this body as a catalyst.
As of today, it has cut through its
fleshy barrier. There will be no more
mercy, no more forgiveness and no more
patience. A delicate balance was broken
by ignorance and for it they shall pay.
It ushers in the end, end of it all.
The sad part is that the ignorant one
will never see it coming, never see
the beast roar across the earth as
the sun rises. With light will come
the worst pain known to man.
Duality and levelheadedness is over,
I have let the guardian die and
the angelic beast fly into the world of men.
Expect no mercy, no forgiveness, just
utter destruction with so many bodies
to cry over.
My dad and I were talking the other day, and with me being away at school and busy with projects I don’t have much time to check the news. But in the car ride home last weekend he told me that he was so proud of me. Of course this came out of nowhere and so I asked why. He told me ” That 8 year old boy was so much like you. He just wanted people to stop hurting each other.” I am so proud to know that people still think that way. Out of this whole thing, I don’t want blood, or vengeance. What I want is for people to remember what was on that little boys sign “No more hurting people”. Don’t let your fear lead you into anger and hatred but let it lead you into the knowledge that this can all be stopped. This goes out not only to those of you in the United States but also the world. Just because this happened to us means you should ignore it, learn to understand.
Do You Remember
Those nights in which pacts were made
never to let go, never to let me fall into
an abyss so deep that it would consume
all life and hope. Those days in which
you held my hand so tight that I thought
that God would be jealous of our love.
Or how about the words said in earnest.
The modest compliments that blossomed
into an eternal joy. The sweet nothings
whispered in my sleep to you. The many
long nights of sweet nothings exchanged.
How about when you changed.
Getting your way only.
Walking away from mistakes
and turning your back from sorrow.
Becoming so arrogant nothing could
Closing your eyes and ears.
Closing your mind to reason.
Talking to only those of like minds.
I remember those days.
I remember fear.
I remember love.
I wish i didn’t have to.
Lost in the oblivion of light
and joy. Its like a sick poison
that slowly eats away at your
soul. It makes your tears turn
to dusk and your eyes into dawn
and somewhere in between is night.
In that fractured space is where
your heart lives. It beats and makes
the moon and stars flash in a beautiful
Desire follows the soul. The singularity
in two beings that flows between
the dawn and dusk. When the moon
shatters and the stars burn out, nothing
is left but the lonely shadow of your