👁I cry a lot 👁
I thought the earth
remembered me, she
took me back so tenderly, arranging
her dark skirts, her pockets
full of lichens and seeds. I slept
as never before, a stone
on the riverbed, nothing
between me and the white fire of the stars
but my thoughts, and they floated
light as moths among the branches
of the perfect trees. All night
I heard the small kingdoms breathing
around me, the insects, and the birds
who do their work in the darkness. All night
I rose and fell, as if in water, grappling
with a luminous doom. By morning
I had vanished at least a dozen times
into something better.(mary oliver, sleeping in the forest)
De noche los gatitos no duermen, ellos van a otra dimensión a pelar contra energías oscuras, se alimentan de ellas y suben de nivel como guerreros, teniendo 9 oportunidades para llegar a ser los más poderosos.
O tal vez sí duermen, y sueñan con latitas de comida y los humanos siendo menos estúpidos.#catillustration #ilustradorasmexicanas #losgatosduermen #ilustraciondigital #digitalpainting
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Wonky Fenrir vibes in honor of the winter solstice and the polar night
Joe Brainard
Untitled (Whippet on Green Couch), 1973
(via romagaze)
Detail of Vision of Saint Francis of Assisi, Jusepe de Ribera, 1638.
(via heathenwoods)
party animals
Old French Fairytales by Virginia Frances Sterrett, 1920
Roberto Diaz
Inktober Day 11 - Eagle
is it halloween yet?