Thecloudthatbounced

“If you get hungry enough, they say, you start eating your own heart.”

— Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin (via paintdeath)

jack boots in eden by taft clothing

please read the crane wife by cj hauser

new genre called “evil music” that exists specifically to antagonize you

theres a knight in my backyard stabbing the ground with his sword trying to render my soil barren by killing the worms but luckily ive trained them all in classical ballet and they keep pirouetting away from the blade

there are three wolves inside me:

one is catholic. one is protestant. one is pagan.

i am a heretic.

Helena Almeida, Voar, 2001

fuck this *unfocuses my eyes*

imagine how lonely humans must seem to Vulcans!!! to us they appear formal and distant but they all share bonds!! parental bonds, sibling bonds, marriage bonds, and the k'war'ma'khon— the metal linking of all Vulcans, the faint physic connection making them one people! they can share direct thoughts and feelings, no stilted and limited verbal translation to get in the way!! touch is so ritualised because it is such a massive show of trust, especially considering their history of violence and conflict! i can picture some Vulcan essay or commentary written on Terran studies: “It is impressive so many of them form such lasting relationships, given that they cannot fundamentally understand each other or share experiences. The loneliness is inconceivable; they touch and do not know each other.”

You know, with all the language throughout Star Wars about “giving in” to the Dark Side, how the Dark Side makes you more powerful, how the Dark Side makes you age strangely and destroys you, it sure doesn’t sound like an “opposite side of the coin” so much as the “deeper end of the pool,” like it’s actually the true form of the force and being a Jedi is about keeping it tamed so it doesn’t eat you the way it actually wants.