“Creation began in the west, concepts of ambulant drafts that model our next existence at best, fold to achieve, interested in make believe and stolen artifacts, very few years left to grieve, universal cardiac now threatened by the white in lies, alone it retrieves, sustenance paralleled with her might and sighs, cuticles that heave whats left of these, duties, delightful thighs...
And men said that the blood of the stars flowed in her veins.– C. S. Lewis (via buyingthewhore)
Give me a place to stand on, and I will move the Earth.– Archimedes
I have never made but one prayer to God, a very short one: “O Lord make my...– Voltaire
For my heart produces lonesome illuminations that rush towards an open wound, this tundra keeps the soul barren and reduced fractions from voracious void, our world of say so.