Santuario de Aránzazu, Oñate, Francisco Javier Sáenz de Oiza, 1950-54. Pictures by Paula Álvarez
Source: facebook.com
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Kenneth Rexroth, from Sacramental Acts: The Love Poems; “She Is Away,”
Loong Swim Club, Suzhou, China,
X + Living Design
I feel like lots of people in this community have decided that being a system makes them the exception to so many rules. “Don’t use race specific names of a race you’re not a part of (unless you’re an alter)”. “Don’t say you’re another race than your body (unless you’re an alter)”. “There’s no excuse for abusing people (unless it was your persecutor alter)”. “If you’re an adult don’t date minors (unless your alters are the same age)”.
Stop it. Stop making excuses. Nobody would say that being depressed is an excuse to racefake. Nobody would say having anxiety is an excuse to abuse people. We need to stop making excuses for ourselves and others in this community. Be accountable. Make this community safer for everyone.
“I can’t cut any language open wide enough to give you this story.”
— Adira Bennett, excerpt from poem Because There Are Graveyards
“I have felt the magnitude of you. You are the ocean. You leave ripples of yourself with every soul you have encountered. But you never recognize your own vast, incomprehensible beauty.”
— Kat de Leeuw, She is the ocean (via wnq-writers)
Source: wnq-writers
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Forough Farrokhzad, from Sin: The Selected Poems of. F. F.; “The Sun Will Rise,”
Oooh if I could just take all the pain inside me and hammer it into something more, and if I could shape it with my rage into a sword, maybe then I could cut a path to the future, and in the backswing, hit you too.
vibrant citrine by Evgeni Dinev via vurtual tumblr
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“To sleep in one another’s arms, and dream of waves, flowers, clouds, woods,”
— Percy Bysshe Shelley, from The Collected Poems of P. S; “Epipsychidion,”
