Shit. I’m 20.

metalonmetalblog:

Valente Celle Tomb, 1893, The Staglieno Cemetery, Genoa - Italy

Sculptor: Giulio Monteverde (Bistagno, Alessandria, 1837 - Roma 1917)

The funeral monument called “Eternal Drama” represents a real Dans macabre, the futile attempt of life to escape the inevitable embrace of death. The sculptor Giulio Monteverde underlines, in this sculpture, the contrast between the sensuality of the beautiful young woman who personifies Life (caught in the moment in which , wearied by the vain struggle, she is about to surrender herself to the terrible spectre who has chosen her as his prey) and the rigid impassiveness of Death which seizes her. http://grabschonheiten.diary.ru/p81440998.htm?oam

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Communism Kills: Pro-tip: it's not a "right" if you need the government to grant it to you...

communismkills:

If you need a refresher:

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.—That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted…

Are you kidding? Rights don’t exist in the physical world. They were created by man. Considering all power is in the hands of the herd, they give man his rights and they take them away.

Open Your Mind: Conscience Vote

open-yourminds:

I don’t understand the reasoning and thoughts behind the conscience vote. I know what it means. It means that when Gay Marriage comes to a vote in Parliament, Labor MPs have been given the choice to vote how they feel. Independent of the Party’s opinion on the matter.

What I don’t understand is…

No Sam, all of representative democracy is like this. You vote for someone because what they say and feel best represents what you say and feel. So when a conscience vote occurs it doesn’t change anything or destroy this concept, all it does is allow for MPs to not worry about where their party stands on the subject but instead make their own decision, which is why you voted for them. If the point of a politician was to relay to parliament what his electorate wanted, then there would be no need for us to vote him in considering all he would be saying is what we said. Therefore no matter who we voted for we would get the same result. To be honest this sounds much better to me. Soviet democracy for the win.

As for the whole ‘small group of people deciding what’s best for our country’ thing, that’s what our ‘democracy’ looks like. And you can thank party politics for that.

occupyallstreets:

occupyalltheworld:

Occupy London!

Amazing

thecohort:

- Way Way & The Goblin

inothernews:

mindbabies:

Hahahahahaha, I wonder who this whiteshirt is and if he knows he’s going down in internet history?

Meme the shit out of this guy.

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Photograph by Tim Walker for Vogue December 2011
In northern Mongolia, reindeer territory, 13-year-old Puje fearlessly explores the wild landscape.

Photograph by Tim Walker for Vogue December 2011

In northern Mongolia, reindeer territory, 13-year-old Puje fearlessly explores the wild landscape.

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thecohort:

- Way Way

thecohort:

- Way Way

fuckyeahillustrativeart:

umbles

*le sigh*

cassferatu:

this is my all time favorite piece of theme music. so perfect. so haunting.

Holy crap. That was great.

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Vomit.

Life, when put in front of me with no obscurities, when exposed and naked, life leaves me speechless. I mean this literally. I have nothing to express after looking at sheer abyss that is the night sky, after experiencing the power of LSD, after mapping the evolution of human consciousness in my mind, I am left baffled, fooled. What’s there to say?

I mean I really feel like life speaks for itself. Life doesn’t hand you bull shit, life can make complete sense.

How does one continue to take life seriously when one is simultaneously faced with and completely a part of the absurdity of life? I’m starting to learn how. 

Fuck. To be honest. My mind is all over the place tonight. I’ll just keep all the related bullshit floating around my head to myself. Which isn’t a bad thing at all. In fact, you’re missing out.