Dante And Virgil In Hell (1850)

The Cult of the Crowned Raven

it is winter and you are the villain. you are winter and you are always the villain. you are as inevitable as the howling wind.

every year, you drown. every year, you are a witch. sometimes, you snow. sometimes, you kill. what people don't understand is that you are never cruel. cruelty is not in your nature. neither is kindness.

when you sleep, you dream. you dream of endless white fields with no footprints to disturb the peace. - Marzanna

• The Astral Man | Original piece by Sascha Schneider in 1903. • Yvonne | Origina piece by William-Adolphe Bouguereau in 1896. Touched by Clayshaper

A comforting thought

Five thousand years ago, the Sumerians called the night ngi, the stars mul, and the moon Nanna.

Four thousand years ago, the Akkadians called the night mūšu, the stars kakkabū, and the moon Sîn.

Three thousand years ago, the Hittites called the night išpanza, the stars haštereš, and the moon Arma.

Two and a half thousand years ago, the Greeks called the night nux, the stars astra, and the moon Selênê.

Two thousand years ago, the Romans called the night nox, the stars stellae, and the moon Luna.

Kings and queens and heroes looked up at them. So did travelers coming home, and little children who sneaked out of bed. So did slaves, and mothers and soldiers and old shepherds, and Sappho and Muršili and Enheduanna and Socrates and Hatshepsut and Cyrus and Cicero. In this darkness it didn’t matter who they were, or where they stood. Only that they were human.

Think of that tonight, when you close your window. You are not alone. You share this night sky with centuries of dreamers and stargazers, and people who longed for quiet. Are you anxious? The Hittites were too: they called it pittuliyaš. Does your heart ache? The Greeks felt it too: they called it akhos. Those who look up to the stars for comfort are a family, and you belong to them. Your ancestors have stood under Nanna, Sîn, Arma, Selênê and Luna for five thousand years. Now its light is yours.

May it soothe you well.

omg so yesterday i put a salt line on the pathway to our front door because i was fucking around and my brother was pretending to be a demon

and today we ordered pizza and the salt line was still there

and my brother went outside to sign for the pizza

and the pizzaman refused to step over the salt line, like he almost did and then he backed up and handed my bro the pizza and left; which is pretty ridiculous because it’s far from our door

so a heads up to everyone i’m pretty sure domino’s is actually run by demons??? kind of like how in men in black the post office is run by aliens

the beast you made of me

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“My eyes were glued on life and they were full of tears.”

— Jack Kerouac, from “Atop an Underwood: Early Stories and Other Writings,”

It’s easy to do nothing, but your heart breaks a little more every time you do.

Mark Ruffalo (via quotemadness)