My Neighbor Totoro (1988)

(Fuente: callumbal, vía femputations)

"A bad trip? This whole country, this whole world is on a bad trip, friend. But they’ll arrest you for swallowing a tablet."

Charles Bukowski

(Fuente: fourteendrawings, vía nevesnevele)

Spear of Longinus

  • 3.3 meters long (10.8 feet)
  • “It took a Japanese swordsmith with 40 years experience 6 months and the equivalent of 20 swords’ worth of steel to craft the weapon.”

(Fuente: thewillfulwisp, vía mentalalchemy)

"To be beautiful means to be yourself. You don’t need to be accepted by others. You need to accept yourself."

Thich Nhat Hanh

(Fuente: leadbyeg, vía ghost-host)

SIREN

[noun]

1. Greek mythology: any of a group of sea nymphs (often portrayed as half human and half bird, and to a lesser extent, half human and half fish that lured mariners to destruction by their singing.

2. a woman regarded as seductive and beautiful, especially a dangerous woman; temptress.

3. a woman who sings with enchanting sweetness.

4. a) a device in which compressed air or steam is driven against a rotating perforated disk to create a loud, often wailing sound as a signal or warning. b) an electronic device producing a similar sound as a signal or warning.

5. any of several salamanders of the family Sirenidae, such as the mud eel, having an eellike body, permanent external gills, small forelegs, and no hind limbs.

Etymology: from Old French sereine, from Latin sīrēn, from Greek seirēn.

[Victor Nizovtsev]

(Fuente: victoriousvocabulary, vía femputations)

(vía lizardhero)

(vía forestsong)

cinicat:

Rei’s Monologue

Mountain… Heavy mountains. Things that change over time.
Sky… Blue sky. What your eyes can’t see. What your eyes can see.
Sun… A unique object.
Water… Something comforting. Commander Ikari.Flowers… So many of the same… And so many unneeded.
Sky… Red, red sky. The colour red. I hate the colour red.
Water flowing.
Blood… The smell of blood. A woman who never bleeds.
Man made from red soil.
Man made from man and woman.
City… A human creation.
Eva… A human creation.
What is a human? A creation of God?
Is man a human creation?
The things I possess are a life and soul. I am a vessel for a soul.
Entry plug, the throne for a soul.
Who is this? This is me.
Who am I? What am I? What am I? What am I? What am I?
I am myself. This object is me.
This is the me that can be seen, yet I feel as though I am not myself.
Very strange. I feel as if my body is melting.
I can no longer see myself. My shape is fading.
I feel the presence of someone who is not me.
Is someone there, beyond this?

(vía aliqvidnovi)

Moebius

(Fuente: 9emeart, vía doradamediocridad)