atlas and axis

If a word has been used to kill people it is no longer just a word. If it has been used to kill,...

Mon, 15 Apr 2013 18:20:16 +1200

If a word has been used to kill people
it is no longer just a word. If it has been used to kill,
it has become a weapon. It only belongs to those
who have died by its hand. It is theirs to use
as they wish.

And you,
straight boy, should keep your hands off things
that don’t belong to you.
You, straight boy, should watch your back
around me.

- To The Boy Who Spilled Slurs At Me,
Thinking I Wouldn’t Scream
Clementine von Radics

annabd: FRIDA KAHLO

Mon, 15 Apr 2013 18:18:10 +1200

annabd:

FRIDA KAHLO

Photo

Mon, 15 Apr 2013 18:16:15 +1200

c86: Taken from an anthology entitled Prince of Darkness,...

Mon, 15 Apr 2013 18:15:23 +1200

c86:

Taken from an anthology entitled Prince of Darkness, 1946

The illustrations are details from The Temptation of St Anthony, an etching by Jacques Callot, 1630

via Front Free Endpaper

bloodfarm: Behemoth, 2013

Mon, 15 Apr 2013 18:13:23 +1200

bloodfarm:

Behemoth, 2013

‘Untitled’ - Fred Stonehouse

Mon, 15 Apr 2013 18:11:43 +1200

‘Untitled’ - Fred Stonehouse

Pinpinco these are so beautiful i can’t even deal with it.

Mon, 15 Apr 2013 18:09:00 +1200

Pinpinco

these are so beautiful i can’t even deal with it.

‘Cholera’ - Karl Sandhaas, from ‘Physiognomie Pathologica’ -...

Sat, 30 Mar 2013 00:05:00 +1300

‘Cholera’ - Karl Sandhaas, from ‘Physiognomie Pathologica’ - Krankenphysiognomik,
Stuttgart, 1859

notalkingplz

Fri, 29 Mar 2013 23:58:40 +1300

notalkingplz

Mark Chadwick

Fri, 29 Mar 2013 23:58:20 +1300

Mark Chadwick

notalkingplz

Fri, 29 Mar 2013 23:55:19 +1300

notalkingplz

bloodfarm: Self portrait, 2013

Tue, 26 Mar 2013 16:19:53 +1300

bloodfarm:

Self portrait, 2013

Faiza Khan

Mon, 25 Mar 2013 22:14:15 +1300

Faiza Khan

Tom Moglu

Mon, 25 Mar 2013 22:13:15 +1300

Tom Moglu

Sharpen the Lances

Mon, 25 Mar 2013 15:48:02 +1300

I know that there must be wars inside your head on some days

and how

some of them

you’re gonna have to fight alone

but I pray that if darkness comes big and too big and sharp

I’ll see you down there

brother of mine

there are swamps that we come from

children of the cypress knee

sister

it’s okay to run

I learned that long ago

I ain’t been still since

it don’t mean I don’t love you

I’m just trying to catch up to my heart

I’ve let it out my hands too many times

I have to learn how to hold it tighter

there are hungry birds that fly around us all

- Anis Mojgani

Alberto Giacometti

Mon, 25 Mar 2013 15:40:26 +1300

Alberto Giacometti

Photo

Mon, 25 Mar 2013 15:40:04 +1300

it’s an andrea gibson kinda night

Sun, 24 Mar 2013 23:34:56 +1300

it’s an andrea gibson kinda night

"You want a physicist to speak at your funeral. You want the physicist to talk to your grieving..."

Sun, 24 Mar 2013 16:46:19 +1300

““You want a physicist to speak at your funeral. You want the physicist to talk to your grieving family about the conservation of energy, so they will understand that your energy has not died. You want the physicist to remind your sobbing mother about the first law of thermodynamics; that no energy gets created in the universe, and none is destroyed. You want your mother to know that all your energy, every vibration, every Btu of heat, every wave of every particle that was her beloved child remains with her in this world. You want the physicist to tell your weeping father that amid energies of the cosmos, you gave as good as you got.

And at one point you’d hope that the physicist would step down from the pulpit and walk to your brokenhearted spouse there in the pew and tell him that all the photons that ever bounced off your face, all the particles whose paths were interrupted by your smile, by the touch of your hair, hundreds of trillions of particles, have raced off like children, their ways forever changed by you. And as your widow rocks in the arms of a loving family, may the physicist let her know that all the photons that bounced from you were gathered in the particle detectors that are her eyes, that those photons created within her constellations of electromagnetically charged neurons whose energy will go on forever.

And the physicist will remind the congregation of how much of all our energy is given off as heat. There may be a few fanning themselves with their programs as he says it. And he will tell them that the warmth that flowed through you in life is still here, still part of all that we are, even as we who mourn continue the heat of our own lives.

And you’ll want the physicist to explain to those who loved you that they need not have faith; indeed, they should not have faith. Let them know that they can measure, that scientists have measured precisely the conservation of energy and found it accurate, verifiable and consistent across space and time. You can hope your family will examine the evidence and satisfy themselves that the science is sound and that they’ll be comforted to know your energy’s still around. According to the law of the conservation of energy, not a bit of you is gone; you’re just less orderly. Amen.””

- Aaron Freeman, ‘You Want a Physicist to Speak at Your Funeral’

Jim Loter

Sun, 24 Mar 2013 16:31:29 +1300

Jim Loter