The Statue of Liberty surrounded by scaffolding as workers complete the final stages in Paris. Circa 1885.
(Source: inktank.fi)
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Some people search their whole lives; I know i’ve searched all mine. The time will come though, the clocks been haunting me, longingly.
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vanity
Gold, rings, diamonds, gems. Rob a bank? Delighted, “well I just might!” It’s the brightest sparkles and shines I want draping me. I only want these creations; just these special things. Mesmerizing, gliding past yee. Made for lasting through the passing generations.
Vulchers all come around to swarm what they’re wanting. Leave no vague understanding. Just bones broken by beaks and claws stealing and grabbing whatever they can. Grasping the remains of the dead, lifeless flesh found. Object, if you want to be robotic.
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Published on Mar 2, 2012
English adaptation of Jean Paul Sartre’s “Huis Clos” (No Exit / In Camera).
(Source: youtube.com)
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Jason deCaires Taylor - vicissitudes underwater sculpture
West Indies(Source: underwatersculpture.com)
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These days are full of used to be’s, have beens; No longer are those holding to be applicable truths now. Changes have been made, steps have been taken. Move forward we must, haul our all- Into the unforeseeable future.
I’m trying to open my center to become a more centralized person. I’ve spread myself out quite thin. It’s a tactic I use when trying to appease the world that feasts upon me. Most times though, I can’t provide absolute fulfillment for others, I forget it’s something to be done on your own. I forget how blind I can become, and stubborn, forcing myself to accept awful things that give me nightmares. You never loved me enough for it to be worth it. There is not enough value found to spend even a tiny bit more time on you. Walk away, I have, running if I have to.
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Source: retronaut.com via Matt on Pinterest
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“Bones with bling”
(Source: empiredelamort.com)
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