01 Sep 14 @ 9:01 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog
#bones  
01 Sep 14 @ 6:01 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog
❝ There are poems
inside of you
that paper can’t
handle.
— (via bl-ossomed)
01 Sep 14 @ 3:02 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog
#poetry  

Does it matter how much I think
about death?
Would you admit it if it did?

Here’s the thing: I’m kind of fascinated by non-existence.
It’s just there’s so much going on in here - I mean, this head.
The concept of silence is too enormous.

I guess I think about the state of death like
I think about the state of space:
infinite, terrifying, heart-stoppingly peaceful.

I mean I don’t want to die
but I sure would appreciate the quiet.

— Elisabeth Hewer, The Great Space (via elisabethhewer)
01 Sep 14 @ 1:50 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog
#poetry  
31 Aug 14 @ 6:01 am  —  via + org  —  reblog
#witchery  
❝ And now it’s in you, secrecy.
Ancient and vicious, luscious
as dark velvet.
It blooms in you
a poppy made of ink.
— Margaret Atwood, from ‘Secrecy’ (via thenemeton)
31 Aug 14 @ 3:01 am  —  via + org  —  reblog
#poetry  
dehanginggarden:

old beech tree by EmmmBeee

dehanginggarden:

old beech tree by EmmmBeee

30 Aug 14 @ 9:01 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog
#forest  
m-e-l-4-n-c-h-0-l-1-c:

Jobi Otso

m-e-l-4-n-c-h-0-l-1-c:

Jobi Otso

30 Aug 14 @ 6:02 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog
❝ When the terror of life grips you, return to Mother Nature. Sit by the tallest tree, and release some sorrow into the Earth.
— Hxni (via dehanginggarden)
30 Aug 14 @ 3:02 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog
#quote  
30 Aug 14 @ 12:02 pm  —  via + org  —  reblog
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