freewillastrology:

Image: Leonora Carrington, Solar Megalomania, 1957

freewillastrology:

Image: Leonora Carrington, Solar Megalomania, 1957

blastedheath:

Robert Bechtle (American, b. 1932), Covered Car – Missouri Street, 2007. Watercolor on paper, 10 x 14 in.

blastedheath:

Robert Bechtle (American, b. 1932), Covered Car – Missouri Street, 2007. Watercolor on paper, 10 x 14 in.

Girl Fight in the Quad - I was lost in the woods/take one
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bonesludge:

THIS IS A TEST/FIRST RUN:

I was lost in the woods-Girl Fight in the Quad 

This is still my favorite thing ever

how to tell if someone likes you

1. they don’t

I dreamed that all my friends cornered me in an alley during a bike ride to the library and they yelled at me and trashed my bike and then I didn’t have any friends.

escarabaja:

 

SokushinbutsuThe practice of self-mummification, once performed by Buddhist monks in Japan. The monk would start by eating only nuts and seeds to strip them of their body fat, then move to drinking tea made from the urushi tree. The poisonous tea would cause vomiting to further their weight loss, as well as help dissuade insects from disturbing their body after death. 

escarabaja:

 

Sokushinbutsu

The practice of self-mummification, once performed by Buddhist monks in Japan. The monk would start by eating only nuts and seeds to strip them of their body fat, then move to drinking tea made from the urushi tree. The poisonous tea would cause vomiting to further their weight loss, as well as help dissuade insects from disturbing their body after death. 

michaelolivo:

LOTUS FINGER on Flickr.
Goodbye cruel world. Consider me dead. I have one thousand eight hundred and twelve pages to read.

Goodbye cruel world. Consider me dead. I have one thousand eight hundred and twelve pages to read.

Trying to choke down a Cliff Bar for breakfast

Trying to choke down a Cliff Bar for breakfast

watching/cheering myself up significantly

watching/cheering myself up significantly

Granddaddy Grubbs was a Southern Baptist minister who had renounced his faith by the time I was born. He had traveled all over the world and spent Easter mornings at my house telling us not about Jesus’ teachings but of bullet-riddled vans in Peru, farms in Africa, coastal towns in Japan.

Still though, the man loved a good hymn. So with great fondness, I’m celebrating Easter with KPIG radio and Library of Congress country tunes.

Happy holidays, folks.

Collage for mom III

Collage for mom III

Collage for mom II

Collage for mom II

Collage for mom I

Collage for mom I