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lunasabatica:

By Toru Kamei
Oct 5, 2014 / 849 notes
reborn-in-the-sea:

Folio 115: “In 1534, one of the wondrous creatures…
"…which live in the open sea, was caught and taken to Venice, and it looks as it is painted here.”
From ’The Augsburg Wunderzeichenbuch’; A mid-sixteenth century book of miracles. artist unknown, ca. 1550.
Oct 2, 2014 / 552 notes

reborn-in-the-sea:

Folio 115: “In 1534, one of the wondrous creatures…

"…which live in the open sea, was caught and taken to Venice, and it looks as it is painted here.”

From ’The Augsburg Wunderzeichenbuch’; A mid-sixteenth century book of miracles. artist unknown, ca. 1550.

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lunasabatica:

Jean-Baptiste Monge: Spelling Witch.
Oct 1, 2014 / 706 notes

lunasabatica:

Jean-Baptiste Monge: Spelling Witch.

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Oct 1, 2014 / 3,706 notes

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elhamzh:

margadirube: arsarteetlabore:Knot design - Leonardo da vinci
Sep 30, 2014 / 1,826 notes

elhamzh:

margadirubearsarteetlabore:Knot design - Leonardo da vinci

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I am awfully greedy; I want everything from life. I want to be a woman and to be a man, to have many friends and to have loneliness, to work much and write good books, to travel and enjoy myself, to be selfish and to be unselfish… You see, it is difficult to get all which I want. And then when I do not succeed I get mad with anger.
Simone de Beauvoir (via feellng)

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So much perfection it hurts

art-and-fury:

The Innocence (or Snake Girl) - Karl Wilhelm Diefenbach
Sep 20, 2014 / 476 notes

art-and-fury:

The Innocence (or Snake Girl)Karl Wilhelm Diefenbach

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polishartandtea:

Józef Rapacki 1871-1929 (Polish), Zamczysko, oil on canvas
Sep 18, 2014 / 154 notes

polishartandtea:

Józef Rapacki 1871-1929 (Polish), Zamczysko, oil on canvas

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Sep 15, 2014 / 41 notes
At 19, I read a sentence that re-terraformed my head: “The level of matter in the universe has been constant since the Big Bang.”
In all the aeons we have lost nothing, we have gained nothing - not a speck, not a grain, not a breath. The universe is simply a sealed, twisting kaleidoscope that has reordered itself a trillion trillion trillion times over.
Each baby, then, is a unique collision - a cocktail, a remix - of all that has come before: made from molecules of Napoleon and stardust and comets and whale tooth; colloidal mercury and Cleopatra’s breath: and with the same darkness that is between the stars between, and inside, our own atoms.
When you know this, you suddenly see the crowded top deck of the bus, in the rain, as a miracle: this collection of people is by way of a starburst constellation. Families are bright, irregular-shaped nebulae. Finding a person you love is like galaxies colliding. We are all peculiar, unrepeatable, perambulating micro-universes - we have never been before and we will never be again. Oh God, the sheer exuberant, unlikely face of our existences. The honour of being alive. They will never be able to make you again. Don’t you dare waste a second of it thinking something better will happen when it ends. Don’t you dare.
Caitlin Moran (via scatteredandshining)

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Sep 6, 2014 / 84,096 notes
poisonwasthecure:

detail of An Allegory of the Old and New Testaments by Hans Holbein the Younger ca. 1530
Sep 4, 2014 / 251 notes

poisonwasthecure:

detail of An Allegory of the Old and New Testaments by Hans Holbein the Younger ca. 1530

Men are natural warriors, but a woman in battle is truly bloodthirsty.
Old Scottish saying (via ancient-serpent)

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Sep 4, 2014 / 23,078 notes